The things we do!

He said at once he would give it to his girl; she would be glad of a nice
warm rug.
And Alexander said: If I were not myself I would be you....
When Falkenberg had finished and came out, he was grown so elegant in his
manners all at once, and talked in such a delicate fashion, I could hardly
understand him. The daughter of the house came out with him. We were to
pass on without delay, he said, to the farm adjacent; there was a piano
there which needed some slight attention. And so _"Farvel, Froken,
Farvel."_
"Six Kroner, my boy," he whispered in my ear. "And another six at the next
place, that's twelve."
So off we went, and I carried our things.


XIV

Falkenberg was right; the people at the next farm would not be outdone by
their neighbours; their piano must be seen to as well. The daughter of the
house was away for the moment, but the work could be done in her absence
as a little surprise for her when she came home. She had often complained
that the piano was so dreadfully out of tune it was impossible to play on
it at all.


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