The things we do!

Only to think he should come
across his kinsmen here, and find himself, as it were, at home again. He
was profusely grateful for the information. "Thanks most sincerely,
Froken."
Then we went on our way again, and I carried the things.
Once in the wood we sat down to talk over what was to be done. Was it
advisable, after all, for a Falkenberg of the rank of piano-tuner to go
walking up to the Captain at Ovrebo and claim relationship? I was the more
timid, and ended by making Falkenberg himself a little shy of it. On the
other hand, it might be a merry jest.
Hadn't he any papers with his name on? Certificates of some sort?
"Yes, but for _Fan_, there's nothing in them except saying I'm a
reliable workman."
We cast about for some way of altering the papers a little, but finally
agreed it could be better to make a new one altogether. We might do one
for unsurpassed proficiency in piano-tuning and put in the Christian name
as Leopold instead of Lars. [Footnote: Again substituting an aristocratic
for a rustic name.


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