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He himself intended to start directly for Germany with his bride, a trip in which Britta was to accompany them as Thelma's maid. Olaf Gueldmar, as he had just stated, purposed making a voyage in the Valkyrie, as soon as he should get her properly manned and fitted, which he meant to do at Christiania.
There was nothing more to be done now, thought Ulrika piously, but to trust in the Lord and hope for the best. And Valdemar Svensen made with his own hands a tiny coffin for the body of the little dead boy who was to have brought such pride and satisfaction to his parents, and one day rowed it across the Fjord to that secret cave where Thelma's mother lay enshrined in stone.
She wrote to Thelma asking her pardon, and in return received such a sweet, forgiving, generous letter as caused her to weep for an hour or more. But she felt she could never again meet the clear regard of those beautiful, earnest, truthful eyes never again could she stand in Thelma's presence, or call her friend that was all over.
Seeing that its mother still slept, she took the baby gently into her own fair arms, and rocked it to and fro with many a sobbing murmur of tenderness; the little thing smiled drowsily and soon fell asleep again, all unconscious that its timely look and innocent touch had saved poor Thelma's life and reason.
"Thelma's thoughts, the poor little fellow called them," he mused, with a smile. "A pretty fancy of his, and linked with the crazy imaginings of Ophelia too. 'There's pansies, that's for thoughts, she said, but Sigurd's idea is different; he believes they are Thelma's own thoughts in flower. 'No rough touch has spoiled their smoothness, he declared; he's right there, I'm sure.
Philip had married a creature with the bodily loveliness of a goddess and the innocent soul of a child and it was just that child-like, pure soul looking serenely out of Thelma's eyes that had brought the long-forgotten blush of shame to Clara Winsleigh's cheek.
Such precepts, that might have been wasted on a less sensitive and thoughtful nature, sank deeply into Thelma's mind she accepted them not only in theory but in practice, and the result was that she accepted her beauty as she accepted her health, as a mere natural occurrence no more.
"Then," went on Gueldmar, "when my girl came back the last time from France, Britta chanced to see her, and, strangely enough," here he winked shrewdly "took a fancy to her face, odd, wasn't it? However, nothing would suit her but that she must be Thelma's handmaiden, and here she is.
But I considered that Miss Thelma's wishes had a prior claim on my regard." "Look here, old man," said Errington suddenly, "don't jest about it! You saved my life!" "Well!" and Lorimer laughed. "Quite by accident, I assure you." "Not by accident!" and Philip flushed up, looking very handsome and earnest. "I believe you followed us up here thinking something might happen. Now didn't you?"
Instinctively the poor forlorn lad folded his wasted hands most piteously and most imploringly he raised his bewildered eyes to the blue and golden glory of the sky. His conception of God was indefinable; his dreams of heaven, chaotic minglings of fairy-land with Valhalla, but he somehow felt that wherever Thelma's holy aspirations turned, there the angels must be listening.
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