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Hanka and said in a low voice: "You understand? Milde knows he has nothing to fear from his competitor any more hence his change of attitude." And Irgens pressed his lips together and smiled venomously. Mrs. Hanka glanced at him. How he persisted in his bitterness; how unbecoming it was in him!
Hanka got up at last; she wanted to leave. It was beginning to grow light outside. Her husband kept close by her. "Yes, Hanka, that is right let us be going," he said. He was on the point of offering her his arm. "Thank you, my friend, but I have an escort," she said with an indifferent glance. It took him a moment to recover himself. "Oh, I see," he said with a forced smile.
I must confess it astonished me a little, a woman with two children and a large household She has also begun to use her former name again, Hanka Lange Tidemand, just as if her name still were Lange." Mrs. Hanka had stopped outside her own entrance; she was evidently waiting for her husband. She called to him jestingly that he had better hurry she was almost freezing to death.
"I have never heard anything like it!" "Now, no personalities!" warned the Journalist. "Yes, but excuse me why in the world did he send it to you, Ole?" asks Milde again and does not give in. Irgens glanced at Aagot. She did not appear to be listening, but was talking eagerly with Mrs. Hanka.
It was the latest event; why wasn't it even referred to? Everybody was only too familiar with Ojen's filigree fancies. Irgens shrugged his shoulders. Paulsberg had not indicated approval of his book by a single word. Perhaps he was waiting to be asked? But Irgens could get along without Paulsberg's opinion. Irgens rose. "Are you going?" asked Mrs. Hanka.
And she recounted merrily the climax. Norem had retired to a corner and was fast asleep. "Does anybody know the time?" asked Mrs. Paulsberg. "Don't ask me," said Gregersen, and fumbled at his vest pocket. "It is many a day since I carried a watch!" It turned out that it was one o'clock. About half-past one Mrs. Hanka and Irgens had disappeared.
"It is not true that I neglect Hanka, as people think," said Tidemand; "the fact is that I don't want to bother her. You understand, she must be allowed to do as she pleases; it is an agreement, otherwise she will leave me." During the following sentences Tidemand got up and sat down again; he was in a state of deep emotion.
Tidemand's tar steamer was ready to weigh anchor. He had come down himself to see it off. Hanka was with him; they stood there quietly arm in arm. They glanced at each other every few moments with eyes that were filled with youth and happiness; the harbour saluted them with a swirl of flags.
It would appear from your tone that I have offended you." Mrs. Hanka had to intervene. Couldn't they stop quarrelling even on a pleasure trip? They ought to be ducked if they couldn't behave! And Irgens was silent at once; he did not even mumble maliciously between his teeth. Mrs. Hanka grew thoughtful. How her poet and hero had changed in a few brief weeks! What had really happened?
Suddenly he says, bending toward her: "Yes; I am very happy to-day. But, pardon me, you are hardly interested in these things Did you see Ida before you left? Wasn't she sweet in her white dress? We'll get her a carriage when spring comes!" "Yes; in the country! I am beginning to long for it already!" Mrs. Hanka herself is animated. "You must get the garden and the grove fixed up.
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