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"What a fellow he must be, that engineer, to get as near as that with Fruen." As near as what! Jealousy seized me; I gave up my lofty pose, and questioned Ragnhild searchingly about it all. What did she say they were doing? How did it all come about? Ragnhild could not say how it began.
Ragnhild, a minute." And then to Ragnhild, when the others had gone: "What was I going to say, now? You haven't moved some photos, have you, that were on the piano here? I can't make out what's happened to them." Then Ragnhild spoke up well and with spirit and may Heaven bless her for the lie! "I? No, indeed, 'twas Fruen herself one day." "Oh? Well, well. I only wondered how it was they had gone."
Ragnhild told us of his terrible haste and worry, poor man; he was getting into the carriage without his fur coat, and would have left the food behind him that was packed all ready. And the telegram that had come was lying all open on the stairs. "Accident," it said. "Your wife. Chief of Police." What was all this? "I thought as much," said Ragnhild, "when they sent it on by messenger."
Ragnhild smiled and shook her head; then she went on: "Heaven forgive me for smiling, but the Captain's face was so queer; he stood there like a sheep. 'Didn't you guess as much before? asked Fruen. The Captain looked over at me and said: 'What's that you're doing there all this time? 'I asked her to pick up those buttons for me, said Fruen.
Most powerful among them was Halfdan the Swarthy, who was only a year old in 810 when his father was killed in battle. He lived for many years, and he and his wife Ragnhild had strange dreams. The queen dreamed that a thorn which she took out of her clothes grew in her hands until one end of it took root in the ground and the other shot up into the air.
We were about half-way there. But never a word of starting out again at once." "But she must have forgotten something, surely?" "Ragnhild says no. She was indoors, and I thought for a moment of those photograph things, if she was going to burn them; but they're still there. No, she didn't do a single thing while she was back." We walked across the courtyard together.
When Eric Bloody-axe had been defeated and killed, his sons came to Orkney and seized the jarldom, and his widow, the notoriously wicked Gunnhild and her daughter Ragnhild settled there for a time. Thorfinn Hausa-kliufr had five sons, Arnfinn, Havard, Hlodver, Ljotr and Skuli. Three of these, Arnfinn. Havard and Ljotr, successively married Ragnhild, and Ragnhild rivalled her mother in wickedness.
First comes Ragnhild, flying as if for her life over towards the servants' quarters; then comes Fru Falkenberg with her hair down, and the letter in her hand showing white in the gloom. After her comes the engineer. The pair of them move down towards the high road. Ragnhild comes rushing in to me and flings herself on a chair, all out of breath and bursting with news.
I raised my cap and looked at her; her face was strangely young and innocent to see. And with perfect indifference she answered my "Goddag," and passed on. It could not be all over for good between the Captain and his wife. I based this view upon the following grounds: Ragnhild, the parlour-maid, was her mistress's friend and trusted spy.
Ragnhild was taking in trays of food and bottles, and waiting at table; once when she came out, she laughed to herself and said to the other girls: "I believe Fruen's drunk herself tonight." I had not slept the night before, nor had my midday rest; I was troubled and nervous after all that had happened the last two days.
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