Norse Tales and Sketches by Alexander Lange Kielland
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stockings?' And, strangely enough, as if each individual in the
company had spent half his life in considering and weighing this question, all cast their matured, decided, unalterable opinions upon the table. The opposing parties were formed in an instant; the unalterable opinions collided with each other, fell down, were caught up again, and thrown with ever-increasing ardour. Up at the other end of the table they took no part in this animated conversation. Near the host there sat mostly elderly gentlemen, and however ardently their wives might have desired to solve the problem once for all by expressing their unalterable opinion, they were compelled to give up the idea, as the focus of the animated conversation was among some young students right down beside the hostess, and the distance was too great. 'I don't think I see the big yellow beast to-day,' said Dr. Viggo Hansen in his querulous tone. 'Unfortunately not. Trofast is not here to-day. Poor fellow! I have been obliged to request him to do me a disagreeable service.' The merchant always talked about Trofast as if he were an esteemed business friend. 'You make me quite curious. Where _is_ the dear animal?' 'Ah, my dear madam, it is indeed a tiresome story. For, you know, there has been stealing going on out at our coal warehouse at Kristianshavn.' 'Oh, good gracious! Stealing?' |
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