"Write: 'Dear fairy,--Since I woo Miss Hjelm's hand and heart,'--"

"Oh, you acknowledge it! O Ingeborg, the Lord's blessing upon
you!" said Bagger, and would rise.

"'I ask you to send me my billet back.'--Have you that?"

"Yes, Ingeborg, my Ingeborg, my unspeakably loved Ingeborg! How
poor language is, when the heart is so full!"

"Now, name, date, and address. Have you that? 'Postscriptum. I
give you my word of honor, that I neither know who you are, or how
this letter shall reach you.'--Have you that?"

"That I can truly give. I am as blind as"...

"Let me add the witch-formulae."

"O Ingeborg, you will write upon the same paper with me, in a
letter where I have written your name!"

"Hand me the pen. We must have the letter sent to the mail before
two o'clock."

"Two o'clock. How queer! The last letter reads: 'Take notice of
the striking two.'"

"That we will," said Ingeborg.