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Updated: June 25, 2025
And when I thought further and considered how much learning has done to banish wisdom, it was a satisfaction to remember that Shakespeare at Oxford did nothing beyond making the acquaintance of an inn-keeper's wife.
Then he told of the tricks by which people whose lives he had just saved sought to cheat him out of his modest fees. And he told also of the comfortable card-parties with the judge and the village priest. And how funny it was when the inn-keeper's tame starling promenaded on the cards.... Every word told of cheerful well-being and unambitious contentment.
"They say he ran after chorus girls," said Mrs. Burton. The men grinned. "I've an idea she's had the devil's own time with him," mused the sheriff, with a jerk of his head in the direction of the door. "Poor thing," said the inn-keeper's wife. "Well," said Drake, taking a deep breath, "she won't have to worry any more about his not coming home nights.
The inn-keeper looked at him as he passed and said, "Well, are you out with your gun today?" Jacob shuffled out of the way. The inn-keeper's new order brought sorrow to the little house. It was like losing a mother. What would they do without their house-wife, Ditte, who looked after them all? Ditte herself took it more quietly.
The warder's mother-in-law, too, had taken her under her protection. This woman was the inn-keeper's wife from the riverside inn of Nesptah, and she at once recognized Paula as the handsome damsel who had refreshed herself there after the evening on the river with Orion, and whom she had supposed to be his betrothed.
"It seems to me there's much that happens that's not His will at all and in this place too," said Lars Peter defiantly. "And yet I'll tell you that not even the smallest cod is caught in the hamlet either without the will of the Father." The inn-keeper's voice was earnest; it sounded like Scripture itself, but there was a look in his eyes, which made Lars Peter uncomfortable all the same.
"Ah, the inn-keeper's a funny fellow, there we've been begging for things and got nothing but kicks in return; and then he brings everything himself! He's up to something, I'm afraid. Well, whatever it may be the things'll taste none the worse for it!" Lars Peter was not in the least touched by the gift. Whatever it might be at all events it did not end with Christmas.
There was a remoteness about these dead bodies, a loneliness, an isolation about their bared feet. A tangled web of memories arose, a throng of fleeting faces glimmered in the captain's soul gondoliers of Venice, voluble cabbies, a toothless inn-keeper's wife at Posilipo. Two trips on a vacation in Italy drove an army of sorrowing figures through his mind.
What will she do; how will she demean her; is she aware of his presence? Will she shrink from him as Dame Gossenprot did at Augsburg, and the inn-keeper's smart wife at Ingolstadt, who of old was so over-eager to be at his service? Would Ann, who had rejected many a lordly suitor, be as sweet as of yore to that breathless creature?
The four windows on the south side of the nave show the Annunciation, the dream of Joseph, the salutation of Elizabeth, and the refusal of the stable to the parents of the infant Redeemer. In the first window of the transept is presented the inn-keeper's refusal of refuge to Joseph and Mary.
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