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Updated: November 23, 2025
When, therefore, Milde said that he could finish the picture in a couple of days, Paulsberg answered curtly: "I shall be unable to sit for you at present; I am working." That settled it. Mrs. Hanka had placed Aagot next to her. She had called to her: "Come here, you with the dimple, here by me!" And she had turned to Irgens and whispered: "Isn't she sweet?" Mrs.
"I am ashamed to confess that I have sat at home and cursed all afternoon!" "Indeed!" answered Coldevin. "Don't you hear that Paulsberg asked if you were shaken?" said the Journalist sharply across the table. Coldevin murmured: "Shaken? One can, of course, not avoid feeling disappointed when such things happen. But the climax to-day was hardly unexpected by me.
Nobody spoke to him any more; he had got hold of his hat, which he sat and twirled. Mrs. Hanka addressed a couple of questions to him in order to be polite, but after answering them he was entirely silent. It was strange that the man did not notice how his shirt-front sagged; the slightest movement would correct it. But he did not adjust it. Paulsberg got up to take his leave.
It was the latest event; why wasn't it even referred to? Everybody was only too familiar with Ojen's filigree fancies. Irgens shrugged his shoulders. Paulsberg had not indicated approval of his book by a single word. Perhaps he was waiting to be asked? But Irgens could get along without Paulsberg's opinion. Irgens rose. "Are you going?" asked Mrs. Hanka.
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