"
I saw her start; then she laughed awkwardly to cover her confusion, and
went down in search of Lassen.
At last she had managed to wring some expression of feeling out of him.
She would try it again.
This was on a Sunday.
Later in the day Fruen was strangely restless; she said a few kindly words
to me, and mentioned that both Nils and I had managed our work very well.
"Lars has been to the post office today," she said, "to fetch a letter for
me. It's one I particularly want. Would you mind going up to his place and
bringing it down for me?"
I said I would with pleasure.
"Lars won't be home again till about eleven. So you need not start for a
long time yet."
Very good.
"And when you get back, just give the letter to Ragnhild."
It was the first time Fru Falkenberg had spoken to me during my present
stay at Ovrebo; it was something so new, I went up afterwards to my
bedroom and sat there by myself, feeling as if something had really
happened. I thought over one or two things a little as well.
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