And once at a wedding."
"But I mean for any one that knew: has any one tried your voice?"
"No, not that I know of--or yes, I think so, yes."
"Well, won't you sing some more now? Do."
And Falkenberg sang.
The end of it'll be he'll be asked right into the parlour one evening, I
thought to myself, with Fruen--to play for him. I said:
"Beg pardon, but won't the Captain be coming home soon?"
"Yes, soon," answered Fruen. "Why do you ask?'
"I was only thinking about the work."
"Have you felled all the trees that were marked?"
"No, not yet--no, not by a long way. But...."
"Oh...." said Fruen suddenly, as if she had just thought of something.
"You must have some money. Yes, of course...."
I grasped at that to save myself, and answered:
"Thank you very much."
Falkenberg said nothing.
"Well, you've only to ask, you know. _Varsaagod_" and she handed me
the money I had asked for. "And what about you?"
"Nothing, thank you all the same," answered Falkenberg.
Heavens, how I had lost again--fallen to earth again! And Falkenberg, that
shameless imposter, who sat there playing the man of property who didn't
need anything in advance.
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