Then in comes the Captain from the house with a brush in his hand.
"Give my coat a bit of a brush, d'you mind?" says he to Ragnhild.
She obeyed. When she had finished, he thanked her, saying: "Thank you, my
child."
Fruen looked a little surprised, and, a moment after, sent her maid
upstairs for something. The Captain looked after her as she went, and
said:
"Wonderfully bright eyes that girl has, to be sure."
I glanced across at Fruen. Her eyes were blazing, her cheeks flushed, as
she moved to leave the room. But in the doorway she turned, and now her
face was pale. She seemed to have formed her resolution already. Speaking
over her shoulder, she said to her husband:
"I shouldn't be surprised if Ragnhild's eyes were a little too bright."
"Eh?" says the Captain, in surprise.
"Yes," says Fruen, with a slight laugh, nodding over towards the table
where we sat. "She's getting a little too friendly with the men out here."
Silence.
"So perhaps she'd better go," Fruen went on.
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