The things we do!

] There was no limit to what we could do in that way.
"Think that you can write out that certificate?" he asked.
"Yes, that I can."
But now that wretched brain of mine began playing tricks, and making the
whole thing ridiculous. A piano-tuner wasn't enough, I thought; no, make
him a mechanical genius, a man who had solved most intricate problems, an
inventor with a factory of his own....
"Then I wouldn't need to go about waving certificates," said Falkenberg,
and refused to listen any more. No, the whole thing looked like coming to
nothing after all.
Downcast and discouraged both, we tramped on till we came to the post.
"You're not going up, are you?" I asked.
"You can go yourself," said Falkenberg sourly. "Here, take your rags of
things."
But a little way farther on he slackened his pace, and muttered:
"It's a wicked shame to throw away a chance like that. Why, it's just cut
out for us as it is."
"Well, then, why don't you go up and pay them a call? Who knows, you might
be some relation after all.


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