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"In a common way, perhaps not: but you cannot think what a changed man he is, Frolich. He is so humbled, so melancholy, so awe-struck, that he is not like the same man." "He may not be the better for that. He was more frightened than anybody at the moment the owl cried, on your betrothment night, when you fancied that Nipen had carried off Oddo.
All these thoughts were too melancholy for old Peder, and, to break the silence, he began to sing as he wove his basket. He had nearly got through a ballad of a hundred and five stanzas, when he heard a footstep on the floor. "Oddo, my boy," said he, "surely you are in early. Can it be dinner-time yet?"
There was nothing terrible in the sound itself; yet Oddo grasped the rail of the gallery with all his strength, as he heard it. The strangest thing was, it was not a single cry; others followed, all soft and sweet; but Oddo thought that Nipen must have many companions: and he had not prepared himself to see more spirits than one.
If I get one stroke at them, if I can but wound one of them, I shall have a paw for my share; and I will lay it out for Nipen. You will, will you not?" "It must be as Erlingsen chooses, Oddo: but I fancy you will not be allowed to go just now. The bears will think the doctor's physic-sledge is coming through the woods, and they will be shy. Do stand a little further off.
I should say the best way will be for you to set me ashore somewhere short of home, and ask Erlingsen to meet me at the Black Tarn. There cannot be a quieter place: and I shall be so far on my way to the seater." "If you will just make a looking-glass of the Black Tarn," said Oddo, "you will see that you have no business to carry such a face as yours to the seater.
If this happened, the young ladies would finish their waltz at once, and thank him, and his mistress would wish him good night; and when he was gone, his master would tell old Peder that that grandson of his was a promising lad, and very diligent; and Peder would make a low bow, and say it was greatly owing to Rolf's good example; and then Erica would blush, and be kinder than ever to Oddo the next day.
"Now for it, before the other two come out above us there!" said Oddo; and in another minute they were again in the fiord, keeping as much in the shadow as they could, however, till they must strike over to the islet. "Thank God that we came!" exclaimed Erica. "We shall never forget what we owe you, Oddo.
The cold he felt on this exposed spot soon reminded him, however, that the can was probably frozen to the snow, which it might well be, after being brought warm from the fire-side. It was so. The vessel had sunk an inch into the snow, and was there fixed by the frost. None of the ale seemed to have been drunk; and so cold was Oddo by this time, that he longed for a sup of it.
A breath of wind seemed to bring a sudden darkening of the friendly lights which had blazed up higher and brighter, from their first appearance till now. Both rowers looked down the fiord, and uttered an exclamation at the same moment. "See the fog!" cried Oddo, putting fresh strength into his oar. "O Nipen! Nipen!" mournfully exclaimed Erica. "Here it is, Oddo, the west wind!"
They struck at the ice with sharp stones; but it was long before they could make any visible impression; and Erica proposed, again and again, that they should proceed on the raft. Oddo was unwilling.
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