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"Colonel Thostrup is severe, but he is not, however, inhuman; and that he would be if he let you tomorrow do your office. The Colonel has said that the Gevaldiger should stay at home." "No!" said the old man, "our Lord will give me strength. God be thanked that Johanne Marie's mother has closed her eyes: she will not see the misery! We are not guilty of it!" "Honest man!" said Rosalie.
She is your own sister, Mr. Thostrup!" All grew dark before Otto's eyes; a chill as of death went through his blood; his hands held firmly by the cold wall, or he must have sunk to the earth; not a sound escaped his lips. German Heinrich laid his hand in a confidential manner upon his shoulder, and continued in a jeering, agitated tone, "Yes, it is hard for you to hear!
"I must read more!" said Otto; but the ladies fled with glowing cheeks. "Are you already at your tricks, Mr. Thostrup?" said the mother, who now entered the garden. "Yes, you do not know how Maren has thought of you how much she has spoken of you. You never wrote to us; we never heard anything of you, except when Miss Rosalie related us something out of your letters. That was not nice of you!
It was not until toward morning that Otto fell into sleep. Wilhelm and he were allowed to take their own time in rising, and thus it was late in the day before these two gentlemen made their appearance at the breakfast-table; the Kammerjunker was already come over to the hall, and now was more adorned than common. "Mr. Thostrup shall be one of the initiated!" said the mother.
Two years before he had agreed splendidly with them all, had found them interesting and intellectual; now he felt that Lemvig was a little town, and that the people were good, excellent people. The following play again brought capital cookery, good foul, and good wine that was to honor Mr. Thostrup.
Every one with whom he became a little familiar he called immediately Mr. Petersen, and that was so droll! "Now the father has invited Mr. Thostrup to come on Thursday!" said the lady. "I also think, if we were to squeeze ourselves a little together, he might find a place with us in the box; the room is, truly, very confined." Otto besought them not to incommode themselves.
One might almost have imagined that she had sought for him: there was no one but her to be seen in the whole avenue. Otto pressed her hand to his lips. "You have saved my life!" said he. "Dear Thostrup!" answered she, "do not betray yourself. Yon have come happily out of the affair! Thank God! my little part in it has concealed the whole. For the rest I have a suspicion. Yes, I cannot avoid it.
Thostrup know the old custom which is observed here in the country, when beer is brewed for the mowing-feast?" A piercing cry, as from a horde of savages, at this moment reached the ears of the party. The friends descended.
The sitting-room door opened, and the wife herself, a stout, square woman, with an honest, contented countenance, stepped out and received the guests with kisses and embraces. Alas! her good Jutland pronunciation cannot be given in writing. "O, how glorious that the Mamsell comes and brings Mr. Thostrup with her! How handsome he is become! and how grown! Yes, we have his mark still on the door."
It certainly went on better when our cousin was here. Poor Thostrup!" "And thou, Sophie," inquired Louise, "dost thou return his love?" "It is a regular confession that thou desirest," replied she. "He is in love that all young men are. Our cousin, I can tell thee, said many pretty things to me. Even the Kammerjunker flatters as well as he can, the good soul!
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