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Updated: July 22, 2025
"I let them loose in the shop," she said. "They have thriven well." "No, really! Are there any of them left?" "Halfvorson says that he will never be rid of Petter Nord's mice. They have revenged you, you understand," she said with meaning. "It was a very good race," answered Petter Nord, proudly. The conversation lagged for a while.
Thank heavens, she's gone!" To a symphony of six-o'clock whistles the rumble of machines from the workrooms suddenly ceased. "Turn out the shower lights, Phonzie, and see that Van Nord's black lace goes out in time for opera to-night. When she telephoned at noon I told her it was on the way." Mr.
Edith felt an ever stronger impression of the glory round poor Petter Nord's head. So it was not necessary to plunge him into the depths of remorse with the heavy burden of sin around his neck. Was he such a man? Such a tender-hearted, sensitive man! She sank back, closed her eyes and thought. She did not need to say it to him.
She listened, went nearer, followed the noise, and at last found behind a keg of herring the cage of Petter Nord's white mice. She took it up, put it on the counter, and opened the cage door. Mouse after mouse scampered out and disappeared behind boxes and barrels. "May you flourish and increase," said Edith. "May you do injury and revenge your master!"
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