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If she loved somebody else, then.... It was probably Irgens he would get her after all. Tidemand had been right. It was dangerous with these many boat-rides and walks; Tidemand had had experience. Well, it was too late to think of that now. However, one's love could not have been so very firmly rooted if a walk or two had been enough to break it down....
But it was a matter of urgency; rye, too, was soaring; in Russia it was almost unpurchasable. Ole left his desk and began to walk up and down. His mind was working; he had intended to offer Tidemand some refreshment, but forgot it entirely.
It might give rise to too much gossip; the town was so small and he was, unfortunately, so well known. But they would write, write every day; otherwise she would never be able to endure the separation.... Tidemand was the only one who knew of Aagot's departure and who followed her to the train.
He hoped nobody would think it might be due to other causes. There were so many things to be done since his return from England; he had explained it all to Tidemand. But he was going to take it a little easier now. He wanted to get out a little, observe what was doing, amuse himself. And he dragged Tidemand to theatres and to Tivoli. They took long walks in the evenings.
Tidemand and Ole Henriksen were coming as a matter of course. That was settled. "Ask whom you like, but I refuse to open my doors to that fellow Norem," said the Attorney. "He always gets drunk and sentimental; he is an awful bore. My wife wouldn't stand for him." Then the affair could not be held at Grande's house. It would never do to slight Norem. In the perplexity Milde offered his studio.
With his mental vision he saw the maiden, as she looked out upon the lake toward Aebeloe. She looked away from him, of whose fate she took no thought, but gazed fixedly over the sea, which bore upon its bosom a ship with silken sails, on whose deck Sir Tidemand stood.
Give us, for a change, a little fishery talk, a little railway politics Isn't it a fierce lot of rye you are storing, Tidemand?" As Tidemand saw many eyes upon him, he could not entirely ignore the Artist's question, and he answered: "Yes, I have tried to strike a modest blow; I cannot deny it. It all depends now on how things turn out in Russia.
"And the lady who is with him, isn't that Miss Lynum?" "Perhaps it is. Yes, I fancy that is she." "But wasn't she going away to-day? It seems to me I heard Perhaps she has changed her mind?" "I suppose she has." Coldevin glanced swiftly at him. Tidemand looked as if he did not want to be disturbed. He excused himself politely and walked off, lost in thought.
"There is something I am at a loss to explain, though," continued Tidemand, worried again. "Here lately she has been talking about what a woman like herself should do with her life. She must have a career, something to do and accomplish.
I got it from under your very noses! I hear that you, too, applied, Irgens?" Silence fell upon the crowd at the table. Nobody had expected that, and they were all wondering what influence had been brought to bear. Milde had got the subsidy what next? "Well, I congratulate you!" said Tidemand, and gave Milde his hand. "Thank you," Milde replied.
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