The things we do!

Emma came in again with the rug and laid it down neatly folded on a stool.
"If you don't hurry up, the coffee'll be cold," she says.
"What did you put that rug there for?"
"Fruen told me to."
"Oh, well, perhaps it's Falkenberg's," I muttered.
Emma asks:
"Are you going away now for good?"
"Yes, seeing you won't have anything to do with me."
"You!" says Emma, with a toss of her head.
I went down with Emma to the kitchen; sitting at table, I saw the Captain
going out to the woods. Good he was gone--now, perhaps, Fruen might come
out.
I finished my meal and got up. Should I go off now, and leave it at that?
Of course; what else? I took leave of the maids, with a jesting word to
each in turn.
"I'd have liked to say good-bye to Fruen, too, but...."
"Fruen's indoors. I'll...."
Emma goes in, and comes back a moment later.
"Fruen's lying down with a headache. She sent her very good wishes."
"Come again!" said all the girls as I set off.
I walked away out of the place, with my sack under my arm.


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