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Stories by Foreign Authors

Chapter 4 No.4

Word Count: 2229    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

o the King's Court, and in grace was promoted to be veritable counsellor of justice there; rank, fourth-class, number three. As, gratified by this friendly smile from above, he went out to repair to

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faculty of love had not been at all employed, and the letter came like a spark in a powder-cask; it ran glowing through every nerve. The youthful half of his soul, which had slept within him, wakened with such sudden, revolutionary strength, that the other half soul, which until now had borne r

he had found him out. He remembered very well, that a single time, five or six weeks before, he had in a numerous company mentioned that incident, and he did not doubt that the story had extended itself as ripples do, when one throws a stone into the water; but where in the whole town, or indeed the land, had the ripple hit the exact point? He looked again at the envelope. It bore the stamp of the Copenhagen city mail: that was all. But that showed with some probability that the writer lived in Copenhagen, and maybe at this moment she looked down upon him from one of the many windows; for now he stood by the fountain. There was something in the pa

and handed out the billet, saying: 'Here I am'?" he asked himself, at the

e is made Counsellor of Justice in the King's Court. The day following it went better; although it is pretty sure that a horse thief went free from further reproof, because the counsello

and dreaming expectations. Hope built air-castles, and doubt then puffed them over like card-houses. One of his fancies was, that she summoned him-he would not even in thought use the expression: gave him an interview-at a masquerade. It was consequently no

" said Jens, with strong Funen accent

esire; but notwithstanding the letter was from her, the Counsellor of Justice knew t

ds you; and, as we shall

ss have been Court Counsellors, would, under similar circumstances, have said to themselves: "She writes that she will be open; that is to say, now she will foo

t you are married. I have been mistaken, but more in what may be imputed to me than in what I have thought. My o

in such a town as Copenhagen can it be a matter of doubt for five minutes, if a Superior Court Counsellor is married or not! Or maybe there is some other Counsellor Bagger m

e finds out that she has been deceived: she has once written, 'I was mistaken,' and cannot, as a true woman, write it again, unless she first heard from me, and learned how I longed-and so I am cut off from her, as if I lived in the moon. More, more

n enough. As he could find no successful use for his own name, it flashed into his mind to use hers,-geb-; and although it was painful to him to publish this, to him, almost sacred syllable for profane eyes to gaze upon, yet it comforted him, that only one, she her

ake: he waits only for-geb-." It appeared to him to contain the approach

letter with the dear hand

-day at Mrs. Canuteson's, to con

hope's rainbow which arched itself up to

elf that a doubt or suspicion had lain until now behind his ecstasy. "But," he added, "consequently, it is my own friends who h

elight, and Bagger was not the man whose visit a lady would not receive with pleasure. With that ingenuity of wit one can sometimes have, just when the heart is full and taken possessi

ertainment, the first greeting on the part of the former is always, "Thank you for the last time."] and for all the good in your house! How does your mother do? This amia

pher's glass which has received collodium, and took the first girl picture that met it. He was quite afraid that there would come more to choose among. Yet the fairy brightness of the unknown had a

ad formed of him did not at all compare with the young, elegant, handsome man she was now speaking with. True enough, his manner was somewhat peculiarly gallant, which a lad

. At last Miss Brandt came also, accompanied by her sister. As she opened the door, and saw Bagger by the side of Miss Hjelm, she

little, and then approached Mrs. Canuteson, w

Miss Brandt, he took leave. His visit had in all respects been so unusual, and had given occasion for so much c

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