Pelle the Conqueror — Volume 01 by Martin Andersen Nexø
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"Then it isn't your fault, at any rate," he answered roughly. "Can you patch my everyday trousers for me to-day?" "No, thank you! I don't mend for another to get all the pleasant words!" "Then you can leave it alone! There are plenty who'll mend for me without you!" And he bent again to his work. "I'll see if I can get time," said the big woman meekly. "But I've got all the work in the place to do by myself this afternoon; the others are all going out." "Yes, I see Bodil's washing herself," said Gustav, sending a squirt of tobacco-juice out of his mouth in the direction of the wash-house window. "I suppose she's going to meeting, as she's doing it so, thoroughly." Karna looked cunning. "She asked to be free because she wanted to go to church. She go to church! I should just like to see her! No, she's going down to the tailor's in the village, and there I suppose she'll meet Malmberg, a townsman of hers. I wonder she isn't above having anything to do with a married man." "She can go on the spree with any one she likes, for all I care," answered Gustav, kicking the last wheel into place with his foot, while Karna stood looking at him kindly. But the next moment she spied a face behind the curtains up in one of the windows, and hurried off with her pails. Gustav spat contemptuously between his |
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