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Ole noticed that Tidemand's composure began to fail him. "All right. I'll take it. And whenever you want it back it will be for sale. I have a premonition that it will not be mine so very long." "Well, God only knows. Anyway, I am doing what I can and should. I am glad the place will be yours. It is beautiful; it is not my fault we have not been there this summer.
"Well, you may be right if you mean that this kind of thing may lead to unpleasant comment, to gossip," Ole said finally. "I really have not given it a thought, but now you mention it I will give Aagot a hint the first opportunity I have." Nothing further was said on the subject; the conversation swung back to Tidemand's affairs. How was it did he still take his meals in restaurants?
But when he inquired for Mrs. Hanka he was told that she had gone away for a couple of days; she had gone to the country house. She would be back to-morrow. He listened and did not understand at once. The country house? Which country house? Of course, yes; Tidemand's country house. Ole glanced at his watch. No; it was too late to try and get Mrs. Hanka back to-day.
He forced himself to renewed interest in the conversation, talked about Tidemand's new orders for tar, and said repeatedly: "Be sure to have the cargo well insured; it never hurts!" He was a little nervous but otherwise normal. They drank a glass of wine as of old.
"You are a damn fool!" he exclaimed angrily. "Do you for a moment think you can so easily pull me under?" And Ole swore, with blazing eyes, right into Tidemand's face: "By God, I'll show you how easily you can pull me under!" But Tidemand was immovable; not even Ole's anger made him yield.
It had seemed as if she saw him then for the first time.... Oh, would that she never had asked him for this money! Perhaps he might forgive her if she brought it back. Would she bother him very much if she stopped at his office a moment? She would not stay long.... Mrs. Hanka dried her eyes beneath her veil and walked on. When at last she stood outside Tidemand's office she hesitated.
Then Ole's anger blazed forth; he stuck his face close up to Tidemand's and shouted furiously, in a shrill voice: "I want to tell you something, damn you you don't understand your own welfare! You are a fool, you are killing her that will be the end of it. And you are doing your very best to go the same way yourself don't you think I see it?
Ole was standing at his desk. Tidemand's errand was, as he had said, a matter of business only; he spoke in a low voice and placed before Ole a telegram couched in mysterious words. Where it said "Rising One," it really meant "Ten," and where it said "Baisse U. S.," it meant an exportation prohibition on the Black Sea and along the Danube, and a rise in America.
I suppose you will say that 'that is all right, too; for your heart must be petrified Well, perhaps I shouldn't say that your heart is exactly petrified," added Ole repentantly when at last he noticed Tidemand's terrible face. "But you need not expect any apology from me, either. You are hardened; that's what you are! I tell you, Hanka wants to come back!" Pause.
It was made clear that the firm did not have an impregnable fortune to throw into the breach, even though it carried on such a far-reaching business and although its transactions were enormous. And who had even heard of such a crazily hazardous speculation as Tidemand's fatal plunge in rye! Everybody could see that now, and everybody pitied or scorned him according to his individual disposition.
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