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Gjert would have delivered himself of still another curious incident if he had not been brought up by the laughter of his parents. The "bagman" too, was laughing, because he saw the others doing so, and received a crushing look accordingly from Gjert, who drew in his horns at once. "Perhaps you don't think it's true?" "Do you know what it is to spin a yarn, my boy?
Then he went to the kitchen door, and announced, shortly and sharply, that he and Gjert were going to sea that evening they would want provisions.
When Gjert was in the boat, Elizabeth had a sort of security that Salvé would at all events not be absolutely reckless; and Gjert always took care that she should have news of them by other pilots or fishermen from Merdö, from the different places they put in to. If the boy was not with his father she would sometimes send him in to Arendal to look for him.
And with a sickly smile upon her lips, she undressed and laid herself down beside little Gjert. Upon deck Salvé had wanted the night-glass, which was down in the cabin. The look-out man had fancied that he had caught a glimpse for a moment of a light, in which case, against Salvé's calculations, they must be under Jutland.
"And he is well?" "He can tell you now, himself," was the reply, as the door at the moment opened and Gjert entered with a loud "Good evening, mother!" She sprang towards him in astonishment, and threw her arms round him. "And not a dry stitch on the whole boy!" she cried, with motherly concern. "But, Salvé dear, what is the meaning of this? How can the boy come away from school?"
A second was about to follow, when his father happened to look up at his wife. She had sprung a couple of steps forward, as if to take Gjert from him, and was standing now before him with crimson face and flashing eyes, and with a bearing that made him, at all events, lower his hand. She then turned away at once, and went out into the kitchen. Salvé stood for a moment uncertain how to act.
"If he were only to go to school in Arendal no one knows what might happen. The clerk says that nothing is any trouble to Gjert." Something in this observation must have struck discordantly upon her husband's ear, for he changed colour and replied shortly after, somewhat sarcastically
It had hitherto been he always who had taken the initiative and been in a gracious humour or not, according as it pleased him. "Gjert," he answered, rather shortly, "is at home in the house. So you have been anxious about me expected me?" he added, in a peculiar tone, as if he found something to remark upon in this way of addressing him, but deferred comment for the present.
He described everything he had seen with such life and vividness, particularly all that concerned the officers and the cadets, that his mother sat down to listen, and his father, when there was a moment's pause, observed with a quiet laugh "I daresay you would have liked to have been one of the cadets yourself, Gjert?" "Yes," said his mother, beguiled for a moment by the dazzling thought.
Gjert was now ten years old; and whilst his father was sitting over his glass in Mother Andersen's parlour, he used generally to amuse himself out in the harbour with a number of the Arendal boys with whom he had struck up an acquaintanceship, and who understood very little about differences of social position.
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