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"How!" exclaimed Elise, in astonishment, "Mr. Jacobi, do you know Aunt W., do you know Mr. Jacobi?" The Candidate appeared about to give an explanation of the acquaintance, but this Mrs. Gunilla, with a faint crimson overspreading the pale yellow cheek, and a twitch of the eyebrow, prevented, and with a quick voice she said, "We once lived in the same house."
I shall tell him I, if he But, my sweet friend, you yourself are to blame in this affair; you should concern yourself a little about him; you are so fière and distant to him; and what amusement do you provide for him here of an evening? The little quarrels between Mrs. Gunilla and Munter cannot be particularly amusing to him, especially when he is always out-talked by them.
Gunilla and good Uncle Munter to-day might be in melancholy humour: but now they are sitting down by each other, and we may hope that after they have had a comfortable quarrel together, they will cheer up a little." But no; no quarrel ensued this evening between the two.
She collected good people about her, and loved to promote their happiness; and whenever there was a young couple whose narrow circumstances, or whose fears for the future, filled them with anxiety, or a young but indigent man who was about to fall into debt and difficulty, Mrs. Gunilla was ever at hand, although in most cases behind others.
Pyrrhus touched her foot gently with his nose, in order to call her attention, and then seated himself on his hind legs before her, began growling, in order to express his sympathy also. Elise laughed, and she and Mrs. Gunilla vied with each other in caressing the little animal.
Gunilla; "since, if my soul, or monad, as you would call it, had guided me according to its pleasure, it would have led me to do many wicked things; and if our Lord God had not chastised me, and in his mercy directed me to something that was good be so good as to let alone my cotton-balls it would have gone mad enough with my nomadic soul that I can tell you."
Never once did it enter into the innocent heads of the children that the Candidate had done all this in order to turn their intended surprise on him into a surprise on themselves. "How came you to be acquainted with Mrs. Gunilla W.?" asked Elise from Jacobi when the lady was gone. "When I was studying in ," replied he, "I routed a small room on the ground-floor of the same house where she lived.
Miss Gunilla, who never ate much, and who did not eat one mouthful more for this warning, grew neither fat nor handsome; yet on account of her excellent disposition she was beloved by every one, and especially by a young rich Chamberlain of the court, who, through his own good qualities and excellent heart, won her affections, and thus Miss Gunilla became Mistress.
Yes, certainly we will! I shall have the honour of mixing it myself. Shall we not drink the health of your majesties? I shall mix a bowl sugar and oranges! a bowl! a bowl!" With this exclamation Henrik rushed with outstretched arms to the door, which at that moment opened, and he embraced the worthy Mrs. Gunilla. "He! thou good heaven!
Gunilla took up a packet of old gold thread, which she set herself to unravel, whilst the Candidate coughed and prepared himself. "All beings," commenced the Candidate, "have, as their most intrinsic foundation and substance, a simple unity, a soul, a in one word, a monad." "A a what?" asked the Chamberlain's lady, fixing her eyes upon him. "A monad, or a simple unity," continued he.
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