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Olsen. "Yes, I can't understand why it shouldn't be this very autumn," exclaimed the elder Miss Ludvigsen, who was an enthusiast for ideal love. "Oh, yes!" cried Miss Louisa, who was certain to be one of the bridesmaids. "But Sören says he can't afford it," answered the bride elect, somewhat timidly. "Can't afford it!" repeated Miss Ludvigsen. "To think of a young girl using such an expression!
Taking them all round, these folks are clever crooks." Kit agreed languidly and noted the order Olsen gave the half-breed landlord. The fellow did not look as if he indulged much, but Kit thought a large glass of the strong liquor was not often asked for.
To the right was a small hut, neat and well cared for, outside which Rasmus Olsen, the fisherman, stood shouting in through the window. His wife had turned him out it always sounded so funny when he had words with his wife, he mumbled on loudly and monotonously as a preacher it made one feel quite sleepy. There was not a scrap of bad temper in him.
Seaman Olsen had given plain warning of his decease, and Lasse thought there was nothing to do but put up the banns; but the authorities continued to raise difficulties and ferret about, in the true lawyers' way.
"Then he should take a walk in the fresh air and not sit there and make himself disagreeable," said Madam Stolpe, with a good deal of temper. The Vanishing Man rose with an effort. "Do you say a walk in the fresh air, Madam Stolpe? Yes, if any one can stand the air, by God, it's Albert Olsen. Those big-nosed masons, what can they do?" He stood with bent head, muttering angrily to himself.
The sea party ten men took over the Fram, while on this day the land party took up their abode on the Barrier for a year or two, or whatever it might be. The sea party was composed of Nilsen, Gjertsen, Beck, Sundbeck, Ludvig Hansen, Kristensen, Rönne, Nödtvedt, Kutschin, and Olsen. The land party consisted of Prestrud, Johansen, Helmer Hanssen, Hassel, Bjaaland, Stubberud, Lindström, and myself.
In reply to a bell and a disappearing hall-boy, Olsen, the head porter, appeared. "Olsen," said the manager, "is there anything downstairs you could find for this man to do? I'd like to give him something." "I don't know, sir," said Olsen. "We have about all the help we need. I think I could find something, sir, though, if you like." "Do.
"Well, did you run in to Madam Olsen to-day?" was the first thing he said when the boy came in from school; and then Pelle had to tell him every detail several times over. It could never be too circumstantially told for Lasse. "You've told her, I suppose, that Mother Bengta's dead? Yes, of course you have! Well, what did she ask about me to-day? Does she know about the legacy?"
Brede Olsen had fairly threatened him when he went down to fetch the apparatus and tools; ay, had said to him in as many words: "You don't seem like remembering how I saved your life last winter!" "'Twas Oline saved my life," answered Axel. "Ho, indeed! And didn't I carry you down myself on my own poor shoulders?
Feeling further expression demanded, Mrs. Olsen asked: "How many times has he done it, Mrs. Lieders?" Mrs. Lieders was trotting along, her anxious eyes on the house in the distance, especially on the garret windows.
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