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Coldevin had undoubtedly spoken intentionally. He had even addressed his remarks very plainly. Irgens bit his moustache occasionally. But now Norem woke up. He understood that something was happening before his dull eyes, and he began to mix in, to declaim about business morals. It was the rottenest morality on earth, usury a morality for Jews! Was it right to demand usurious interest?
He asked us not to mind it; he had two more shirts with him, but as they were unlaundered he had to use that one for his verses. He read something for us, things full of sentiment. He gave us the impression that he was very clever." The Attorney did not know if this were irony or not, for Coldevin smiled one of his rare smiles. But he was probably serious.
Just then the door opened and Irgens and Miss Aagot entered. They stopped by the door and looked around; Aagot showed no sign of embarrassment, but when she caught sight of Coldevin, she stepped forward quickly, with a smile on lips that were already opened as if to speak. Suddenly she stopped. Coldevin stared at her and fumbled mechanically at his buttons. This lasted a few moments.
"Yes, I am going back at once Forgive me, Coldevin, and believe me, believe me I have done nothing wrong to-day; but I am so sorry, I repent everything Blue, heatless flames, without much pride I am not so stupid that I do not know whom you had in mind when you said this." "But, dearest Aagot," he exclaimed in his perplexity, "it was not meant for you I didn't mean it at all!
A moment later he added: "Well, one cannot say things are much better out in the country. The struggle to live is bitter there, too." "But, so help me, there is a difference between poets and peasants, I should think!" "In the country people adjust themselves to the law that the weak must perish," said Coldevin quietly. "For instance, people who cannot support a wife do not marry.
I only wanted to see if you remembered it. And I see that you remembered it perfectly." "Yes," said Ojen, "one does not altogether forget the teachings of childhood days." Coldevin stood there and looked after him. He was only waiting for the processions to start.
"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.
"I am ashamed to confess that I have sat at home and cursed all afternoon!" "Indeed!" answered Coldevin. "Don't you hear that Paulsberg asked if you were shaken?" said the Journalist sharply across the table. Coldevin murmured: "Shaken? One can, of course, not avoid feeling disappointed when such things happen. But the climax to-day was hardly unexpected by me.
He had to hurry; it would never do to miss the processions. Along toward three o'clock a few members of the clique had occupied a vantage-point at the corner, in order to see the big procession pass by toward the Royal Castle. None of them marched in the parade. Suddenly one of them called out: "Look, there is Coldevin!"
They ought to; it would not hurt their talent. It might not help it much, either; I don't say that, but I am sure it would never hurt. The trouble is, they don't care! They are indifferent; but it is surely wrong to be so indifferent." Coldevin had grown still more absurd, although he spoke with his usual calm deliberation.
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