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"You needn't remind me of that," she replied bitterly. Lasse was awake when they arrived. "Eh, that's a genuine Karlsen!" he said. "He takes after our family. Look now, Pelle, boy! He has the same prominent ears, and he's got the lucky curl on his forehead too! He'll make his way in the world!
'Per, he says, 'this evening we'll go on the bust together. 'All right, cap'n, I say. 'But it's a pity about all the women. 'Shut your mouth, Per, he says; 'they're most of them married safe enough. He's one of us from home, too from a little cottage up on the heath." "What's his name, then?" said Pelle, interested. "Albert Karlsen."
"You needn't remind me of that," she replied bitterly. Lasse was awake when they arrived. "Eh, that's a genuine Karlsen!" he said. "He takes after our family. Look now, Pelle, boy! He has the same prominent ears, and he's got the lucky curl on his forehead too! He'll make his way in the world!
Devil take it, Kalle Karlsen, I'm of good family, too, look you! Well, then, ajoo!" Wearily he set about tramping home. He looked quite pitiful in his disappointment. "He's never looked so miserable in his life!" said Lasse, gazing after him, "and it takes something, too, to make Brother Kalle chuck his gun into the ditch!" Toward evening they went through the town to the steamer.
Now you can see it was a good thing we held out till it came to this now we get our reward! Your health! Here, damme, what's your name, you there?" "Karlsen," said Pelle. "Here's to you, Karlsen! Well, and how are things looking outside? Have you seen my wife lately? She's easy to recognize she's a woman with seven children with nothing inside their ribs! Well, how goes it with the strikers?"
'Per, he says, 'this evening we'll go on the bust together. 'All right, cap'n, I say. 'But it's a pity about all the women. 'Shut your mouth, Per, he says; 'they're most of them married safe enough. He's one of us from home, too from a little cottage up on the heath." "What's his name, then?" said Pelle, interested. "Albert Karlsen."
Now you can see it was a good thing we held out till it came to this now we get our reward! Your health! Here, damme, what's your name, you there?" "Karlsen," said Pelle. "Here's to you, Karlsen! Well, and how are things looking outside? Have you seen my wife lately? She's easy to recognize she's a woman with seven children with nothing inside their ribs! Well, how goes it with the strikers?"
They had reached the church. There stood a cart full of green plants; two men were carrying them into a dwelling-house. "What festivity's going on here?" asked Pelle. "There's to be a wedding to-morrow," answered one of the men. "Merchant Lau's daughter is marrying that swaggering fellow, who's always giving himself airs Karlsen, he's called, and he's a poor chap like ourselves.
They had reached the church. There stood a cart full of green plants; two men were carrying them into a dwelling-house. "What festivity's going on here?" asked Pelle. "There's to be a wedding to-morrow," answered one of the men. "Merchant Lau's daughter is marrying that swaggering fellow, who's always giving himself airs Karlsen, he's called, and he's a poor chap like ourselves.
Devil take it, Kalle Karlsen, I'm of good family, too, look you! Well, then, ajoo!" Wearily he set about tramping home. He looked quite pitiful in his disappointment. "He's never looked so miserable in his life!" said Lasse, gazing after him, "and it takes something, too, to make Brother Kalle chuck his gun into the ditch!" Toward evening they went through the town to the steamer.
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