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Updated: June 11, 2025
When Monsieur Sandgoist heard that I was coming to Dal, he asked me to give his respects to you." "Was that all?" "And to say to you that it was more than probable that he would pay you a visit next month. Good health to you, and good-evening, Dame Hansen." Hulda was considerably surprised at the persistency with which Ole alluded in his letters to the fortune that was to be his on his return.
But if these gossips were not agreed upon the sum offered to Hulda Hansen, they were all of one mind in regard to the usurer of Drammen. "What an infernal scoundrel Sandgoist must be. That rascal who showed those poor people no mercy." "Yes; he is despised throughout the Telemark, and this is not the first time he has been guilty of similar acts of rascality."
"Brother, brother!" exclaimed Hulda, with an imploring look. Joel made a violent effort to control himself, and to prevent himself from yielding to his desire to throw this coarse wretch out of the window, he retired to a corner of the room. "Can I speak now?" inquired Sandgoist. An affirmative sign from Dame Hansen was all the answer he obtained, but it seemed to be sufficient.
"To be present at the drawing of the great lottery?" "Certainly." "But what good will it do now that Ole's ticket is in the hands of that wretch, Sandgoist?" "It was Ole's wish, and it must be respected," replied the professor. "I hear that the usurer has found no purchaser for the ticket for which he paid so dearly." "I too have heard so, friend Helmboe."
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