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Never before had her hair been so nicely arranged, and her neat white apron, which she had kept concealed beneath her cloak during her entire conversation with Magde and her father, and which she had carefully tied about her waist as soon as she had entered the meadows, how pretty it looked! But how was she repaid for all her trouble?
"Fear not for me, at least," replied Magde, casting a roguish look towards Nanna. "Ah! that is singular indeed; but after all Nanna will bear a pretty close inspection but I cannot drive that Mr. Fabian from my mind."
"Well, well," exclaimed Magde, "we can well compare Mr. H to a hare. But Mr. Gottlieb, whatever chance brought you here, do not bring sorrow upon him, by speaking to his wife of this adventure." "Fear not, Mrs.
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.
That's good!" "Carl is my good boy," replied Magde, who during the conversation had been engaged in spreading out a number of skeins of knitting yarn that had been placed out to bleach upon the grass plot. "Listen," said Carl, approaching nigher to Magde, "would Magde shed a tear upon my grave if God should call me from earth?"
His brain was not only troubled with the eighth, but the words of the tenth commandment came to his memory, "Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his servant, nor his maid, nor his ox, nor his ass." As he thus spoke, and thought first of the commandments and then of Magde, he continued to advance and retreat, wavering in his decision, and he might have remained in this state until Mr.
The old man was suddenly interrupted by a shrill blast from the outside, which blast was produced by some one blowing upon a blade of grass. "Well, well," exclaimed Magde glancing through the window, and then rushing to the door, "the old proverb is true, 'talk of " "A certain gentleman and he is here," interrupted Gottlieb, entering the door with his face beaming with his usual cheerfulness.
In short, Mr. Lonner had not a wish which was not gratified. They anticipated his every desire. "There, that will do, my daughters; I thank you. I feel so young to-day, that I am quite happy. My rheumatism has left me almost entirely; so give me your arm, Nanna, and we will go." "Where are you going?" inquired Magde.
"Oh no, I did not mean that; but " "Speak on, speak your mind." "Now, do not laugh at my fancy or be vexed with poor Carl. I think that he loves me too much, and his passion has weighed heavily upon him, although he does not, himself, understand it." "Your words are worthy of reflection, Magde; now I remember, his conduct did appear peculiar when he said he envied me the privilege of kissing you.
"Rest in peace, poor brother," said Ragnar, brushing away a tear, "God saw best to take you from us but, dear Magde, you must not grieve too much for his death, or you will not be able to rejoice at the news I have for you." "What news, Ragnar?"
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