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En lan de lincarnarian nee segour. mil ccc.xx.iiii. et neuf. fu comencé rest berfrop: et Es ans ensuiuas iusques en lan mil. ccc.xx.iiii. et xviii. fu fait et parfait. ou quel temps noble home mess. Guille de Bellengues rheunllier chambellen di Roy nostre Sire estoit cappitaine de reste ville. honorable home pourneu et sage Johan de la tuille bailly. et sire Guillaumealorge. Johan mustel.

Lasse kicked his old limbs and imitated Mons's shouts, for he too was for anything rather than going home; but Karl Johan was determined they were to go now! And in this he was supported by Pelle and the women. Out on the open ground a roar made them stop, and the women got each behind her man.

And he might even have refused to be bothered by such a thing but for his fear of being put under some discipline that might prevent him from plunging straightway into the unexplored country of make-believe. On seeing the book, his mother hesitated for a moment, but soon she was delighted with the results it produced. Keith had no thought of asking leave to see Johan that day.

Such interest as we feel at the end of the first act is vague and unfocused. We are sure that something is to come of the return of Lona and Johan, but we have no inkling as to what that something may be.

"The women shall come work in field to-morrow," thought the old man, as he continued his anxious reverie. "It is not that they sit idle all day in house, when the wheat grows to rattle like the peas in pod. They can help, the mütter and Carlen; that will be much help; they can do." And hearing John's steps behind him, the old man turned and said, "Johan, dere comes yet no man to reap.

Then he lay down and slept for some hours. At the first gleam of dawn he was on his feet again, and made his way to a farmhouse which exactly agreed with the description that had been given him. He knocked at the door, and it was presently opened by a man in his shirt-sleeves. “Are you Meinheer Johan Van Duyk?” he asked. “I am,” the man said. “Who are you?”

It will be doing a great wrong to look for us, for we have determined to die together rather than fall into the wicked hands of our enemies. I wet this paper with Bodil's and my own tears. But you must not condemn me for my last desperate step, as I can do nothing else for the sake of my great love. "That fellow reads story-books," said Karl Johan. "He'll do great things some day."

"It all went uncommonly well for you to-day," said Lasse proudly; "and now you're a man, you know." "Yes, now you must begin to look about for a sweetheart," said Karl Johan. Pelle only laughed. In the afternoon they had a holiday. Pelle had first to go up to his master and mistress to thank them for his clothes and receive their congratulations.

The more varied characters as the critic Johan Mortensen has pointed out like Hellgum, the mystic in "Jerusalem," are merely indicated and shadowy. How unlike Ibsen! Selma Lagerlöf takes her delight, not in developing the psychology of the unusual, but in analyzing the motives and emotions of the normal mind.

Pelle stiffened as he listened, and cold waves seemed to flow down his back. "Why, that's a nightingale," said Karl Johan, "Don't you even know that? There are hundreds of them in these woods, and they sing in the middle of the day." This was a relief to the older people, but Pelle's horror was not so easily thrown off.

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