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Lonner," interrupted Gottlieb, "I shall not forget this valley I assure you, and now good night; in a short time everything will be as it was before." "Thank you, a thousand times! When Ragnar returns, through God's assistance we will repay you."
"That you will of your own free will and accord loan me the money necessary to pay old Mr. Lonner's fine. In a few months, when Ragnar Lonner returns and repays me, I will settle with you. If he does not repay me, why it is but a small sum to lose." "And what will you require for yourself?" inquired Mr. Fabian. "Shall I peddle out my secret like a Jew?
The cow-hide disappeared beneath his coat, and Lonner departed. But Ragnar Lonner had made a miscalculation, when he thought that Mr. Fabian would fall into the hands of the Medusa within the bed-curtains. The very thought of the humiliation he had undergone, and the fear of what was yet in store for him, inspired Mr. Fabian with an unusual degree of courage or rather drove him to desperation.
"Ah!" thought Gottlieb, "if I should only be so fortunate as to obtain a power over my uncle, my suspicions and conjectures would exert a powerful influence upon his yielding disposition, especially, if I should place his wife in the back-ground. But to surprise him, with my own eyes in forbidden grounds, would be as good as to have old Mr. Lonner safe back in his cottage again."
She needs none of your recommendations; but your wife, you pitiful coward, she shall learn from me, now, what your true character is." Thus saying Lonner with one hand seized the unlucky Fabian by the coat-collar, and brandished the horse-whip over his head with the other. But as Mr.
He presented one hand to Magde, and the other to old Mr. Lonner, who exclaimed with glistening eyes: "Welcome, welcome, Mr. Gottlieb. Ragnar intended to write you to-day, and I just told Magde we are able to discharge one part of our debt, but the other can never be repaid." "Enough, enough, good father Lonner, I too was influenced by a selfish motive but pardon me, where is Nanna?"
"If you wish to have a full account of the matter, you should tender full payment," said the butler, who considered this play of words exceedingly apt and forcible. "Yes, yes, I will not be ungenerous," replied Mr. Fabian taking a bank-note from his pocket. "Carl, the fool of the valley purloined the hares and partridges." "What! that cur! the son of old Lonner!" "The same." "Are you certain?"
At the time that Nanna had started forth as a guide to the youthful stranger, old Mr. Lonner was seated near the side of his bed in his private apartment. Although weighed down by age and the grief that had oppressed his early life, he nevertheless possessed that gentleness and sociability, which had ever been the characteristic traits of his life.
But come forth, this Lucifer will teach you that you no longer dwell in paradise." "Mr. Lonner," stammered Mr. Fabian, "I am an innocent, unhappy man, and I swear to you that Mrs. Magde has never " As he heard these words Ragnar trembled violently. "Silence, reprobate," said he, "the name of my virtuous wife shall not pass your lips.
At length, and too soon, the decision in regard to the smuggled goods arrived, and as Mr. Lonner was unable to pay the penalty imposed upon him, he was doomed to imprisonment. In this their day of trouble, Mr. Lonner alone retained his courage. He well knew in truth to whom they were indebted for their distress, but he feared nothing.
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