Miss Hjelm in self-contradiction and bringing her to confession.
He himself came to confession, and exclaimed:

"Miss Ingeborg, I ask you for Heaven's sake have pity on me, and
tell me if you expect me at two o'clock to-day at Mrs. Lund's!"

"I expect you at Mrs. Lund's!" exclaimed Miss Hjelm.

"Is it not you, then, who have written me that--"

"I have never written to you!" cried Ingeborg, and almost tore
away the hand which Bagger tried to hold.

"For God's sake, don't go, Miss--! My dear madam, you must forgive
me: you shall know all!"

And now he began to tell his tale, not according to rules of
rhetoric and logic, but on the contrary in a way which certainly
showed how little even our abler lawyers are educated to
extemporize.

But, however, there was in his words a certain almost wild
eloquence; and, beside, Miss Hjelm had some foreknowledge, that
helped her to understand and fill up what was wanting under the
counsellor's restless eloquence. At last he came to the point;
while his words were of whirlwind and letters, his tone and eye
spoke, unconsciously to him, a true, honest, though fanciful
language of passion; and however comical a disinterested spectator
might have found it, it sounded very earnest to her who was the
object and sympathetic listener.