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Updated: May 4, 2025
They all laughed; the coachman laughed; the maids laughed; the newly married couple laughed; every one laughed except the unfortunate Mr. Samuelsen, who followed the others upstairs, carrying, with averted eyes, his mistress's bonnet by one string, and dragging the other after him up the staircase. The lovely new bonnet, which was scarcely recognizable as a bonnet any longer!
Peter Samuelsen, commonly known as Pitter Nilken, the manager of the small shop in the back premises. Worse's property had consisted of an entire building, of which the front looked out towards the sea and the quay where the steamers were moored, and at the back was a little dark lane, where Pitter Nilken had his shop.
Samuelsen turned his head he could read the couplet on the busy lips, and follow the song "Little Pitter Nilken, Sitting on his chair" It was enough to drive one mad. "He's always growing smaller The longer he sits there." The newly married couple got in, and the carriage rolled off through the town. Mrs.
"Who has assisted you with all this, Mrs. Worse?" he asked. "Mr. Samuelsen," she answered, somewhat anxiously. "Samuelsen? Samuelsen?" repeated the Consul. "Yes, that is to say, Pitter Nilken. Perhaps you know him better by that name." "Ah yes! the little man in the shop. H'm! Does Mr. Samuelsen wish to go into partnership with you?" "No.
The first thing they did was to sell everything there was to sell; but, with the assistance of Mr. Garman, they managed to save the whole of the valuable premises. The front of the house was let, and the old lady moved over to the back, where she took turns in the shop with Mr. Samuelsen.
Worse began to give an explanation of her affairs, according to the calculations of Pitter Nilken, the Consul's manner changed, and he got up, walked round the table, and seated himself near her. He calmly and patiently examined each paper, went through the calculations and figures, and at last read the draught of a guarantee which Samuelsen had made, with the greatest attention.
Garman had never got on well together. It was thus no light matter for the widow to betake herself to Consul Garman; but Mr. Samuelsen had assured her that it was quite out of the question to think of keeping the business going without a guarantee from Garman and Worse. When the Consul saw Mrs.
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