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Yes, the Dane felt quite tempted by this peak, but said he believed it was unconquerable. "I should have climbed that peak long ago if you, Miss Torsen, hadn't forbidden me," said the lawyer. "You'd never have made it," said Mrs. Molie in an indifferent tone. This was probably her revenge. She turned to the Dane again as though ready to believe him capable of anything.
But it's a country without folk music or folk tales. I suppose you think we ought to work hard to resemble the Swiss in that, too?" "What about William Tell?" asked Miss Johnsen. Several of the ladies nodded, or at any rate Miss Palm did. At this point Mrs. Molie turned her head and looked out of the window as she said: "You really had a very different opinion about Switzerland before, Mr.
Molie had really been innocent, for the very next morning she and the Associate Master set off up the fjeld together in a very gay mood, and remained away till midday. If they had the matter out between them, then no doubt the lady spoke to her much-tried friend as follows: "Surely you can see I'm not interested in that lawyer-person! What an idea!
He finished by imploring the wife of the captain who was sailing the China seas to be sure and remain faithful to her Chinaman. "Do be quiet and let the lawyer tell us about Switzerland," said Mrs. Molie. Witch! Did she want to drive her fellow-being the Associate Master into jumping off the highest peak of the Tore tonight? But then Mrs. Brede took a hand. She understood Mr.
Molie seemed unable to reconcile herself to the constant companionship of these two in the living room, and she frequently had some errand that took her there; what was she after, Mrs. Molie, of the ice-blue teeth? At last the lawyer finished his plans and was able to deliver them.
"But just imagine coming across the fjeld from the other side!" said Mrs. Molie. "It hasn't been done before." In response to the manufacturer's questions, the Dane told him about this adventurous journey also. "Isn't there a blue peak somewhere in the mountains about here?" said Mrs. Molie. "I suppose you'll be going up that next. Where ever will you stop?"
Then came Miss Torsen and Mrs. Molie, who were both to stay for the summer. They were followed by Schoolmaster Staur, who would stay a week. Later came two schoolmistresses, the Misses Johnsen and Palm, and still later Associate Schoolmaster Hoey and several others tradesmen, telephone operators, a few people from Bergen, one or two Danes.
And a few days later the whole flock of them are of one opinion: "Yes, indeed, he's the right sort!" Pity the poor, left-over associate masters then! Poor Mr. Hoey; there was Mrs. Molie, too, nodding her head for Solem. To tell the truth, she had no appearance of knowing much about the matter, but she could not lag behind the others. "So, Mrs. Molie is nodding, too!" said Mr.
Mrs. Molie sat off in a corner talking in a loud voice with the Dane who had come over the top of the Tore from the wrong end; she seemed purposely to be talking so audibly. The manufacturer's attention was attracted, and he asked for further information about the motor cars in the neighboring valley: how many there were, and how fast they could go. The Dane told him.
Molie doesn't seem to have gone quite out of circulation after all, I thought. In fact, she had lately been developing quite a little cushion over her chest, and no longer looked so hunched up. She had eaten well and slept well, and improved at this resort. Mrs. Molie, I suspect, still has plenty of life left in her. This proved true a few days later. Once again: poor Associate Master Hoey!
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