The Home in the Valley by Emilie F. Carlén
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you are not the person who can cause me to forget my husband's rights."
"Look you," shouted a harsh voice from the door, "before Magde should kiss your wrinkled old lips, I would run into the prison of my own accord;" and first Carl's head, and then his uncouth form appeared, as he entered the room. His face was convulsed with passion, and his eyes glanced irefully upon the surprised Fabian. "Simpleton! you trespass upon my good nature!" exclaimed Mr. Fabian, foaming with rage. "Do I?" replied Carl, "perhaps I shall trespass upon something else. Do you know, sir, what I shall say when the justice questions me?" "What would you say, good Carl?" inquired Magde, encouragingly. "I would say, for I know exactly how it will come to pass, I would humbly say to the justice, that I did take the hares and partridges from the proprietor of Almvik." "Yes," interrupted Mr. Fabian, "you will be obliged to show your hand." "'Now,' the judge will reply," continued Carl, without noticing the interruption, "'My lad, why did you do so?' Then I will answer, because it is not forbidden in my catechism; if the game had been an ox or an ass, I would not have taken it. Then I would say to the justice, at the same time looking at him in this way"--and Carl made such a ridiculous grimace that Magde nearly laughed outright--"that there was no danger that Mr. Fabian H---- would frighten such fierce animals as the ox and the ass, for it is his custom to charm the hares and partridges by the |
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