Last of all comes the
engineer.
Nils bursts out laughing: "Oh, that Captain! look at him!"
"What's his name?"
"They all call him Bror; [Footnote: Brother. Not so much a nickname as a
general term of jovial familiarity.] it was the same last year as well. I
don't know his proper name."
"And the Engineer?"
"His name's Lassen, so I've heard. He's only been here once before in my
time."
Then came Fru Falkenberg out on the steps; she stopped for a moment and
glanced over at the two by the flagstaff. Her figure is slight and pretty
as ever; but her face seems looser, as if she had been stouter once and
since grown thin. She goes down to the shrubbery after the others, and I
recognize her walk again--light and firm as of old. But little wonder if
time has taken something of her looks in all those years.
More people come out from the house--an elderly lady wearing a shawl, and
two gentlemen with her.
Nils tells me it is not always there are so many guests in the house at
once; but it was the Captain's birthday two days ago, and two carriage
loads of people had come dashing up; the four strange horses were in the
stables now.
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