Category: Novels
And Sivert finds it more amusing still. Wonderful, so much there is going on inside him. He shakes his poodle mop of hair, and gives way to a long-drawn, gasping laugh--simply can’t help it--leans his forehead against the pane, thrusts both hands suddenly deep into his pockets...
“Did you ever see such a blessing of things?” she said, pointing round the room. “What do you think that is? _Butter!_ And there’s soup. Sit down, you poor thing. Hedvig, make h...
11. Part 11After all, there was no sense in taking things too seriously. Most of life was only fooling at the best. He would write to the Brethren, yes; but he would not be a fool and insi...
6. Part 6“I have fitted up a splendid little studio in a carpenter’s place. Do you think anyone in Odense would ever have given me credit for the rent, and paid for a glass roof into the...
1. Part 1And Sivert finds it more amusing still. Wonderful, so much there is going on inside him. He shakes his poodle mop of hair, and gives way to a long-drawn, gasping laugh--simply c...
9. Part 9“Yes, that’s what I say. But what do you think Egholm said? ‘Rare specimens,’ he said--‘solid mahogany!’ Ugh! Well, do you know what I did? I set to work then and there and made...
14. Part 14Fru Egholm did more than that for her little boy; she got Hedvig to take him out every afternoon into the meadow near by. He came home with a chain of dandelion stalks round his...
13. Part 13“But”--the mother was ready to sink into the ground for shame--but ... Sivert _was_ from a better-class home. Not meaning herself, of course, but her husband. He knew all sorts...
10. Part 10He held a negative up to the light, and recognised three of his customers grouped about the little round table. Yes, it was those three that had taken such particular care to ha...
12. Part 12Egholm stood by the window overlooking the yard. He blew through the tap, and turned it lovingly in his fingers. A great ship came throbbing towards him and took him on board. A...
8. Part 8“Ahem!--seeing no other gentleman has risen Henrik Vang now begs to propose: ‘The Ladies.’ My friend, my old and faithful friend, wake up and listen to my words. You have honour...
15. Part 15“Why, it’s just an earth cure, that’s all. It was Egholm’s been plaguing me to try it. But he ... well, I’m not sure his intentions are really decent like and proper. I know how...
4. Part 4Those artful round eyes of his--and the queer look in them when he had said good-night that evening outside Hotel _Postgaarden_. What could one expect from a man who went off to...
7. Part 7“All right, get along with you, then?” he said, pushing her in, and Hedvig, with Emanuel in her arms, behind her. “There you are! But mind! No fooling about with any of my things!”
3. Part 3“The Pupil” was a subject of considerable importance in the house, especially to Egholm’s own mind. It was no other than Meilby, the sharp-tongued photographer, who had started...
2. Part 2When the Brethren of St. John arrived at eight, the air would be foggy with chalk precipitated in the sweat of peasant brows; it might even happen that the “last four” were stil...
16. Part 16True, that mattered little, since the boat and all its contents were to be sacrificed. Nevertheless, Egholm picked up the oar and thrust it here and there among the flames, tryi...