' 'If I'm sorry enough? What about you; are you so innocent
yourself?' At this the Captain got up and began walking up and down. 'The
trouble is that we've no children,' said Fruen. 'I haven't a daughter that
I could teach and bring up to be better than I am,' 'I've thought of
that,' said the Captain, 'perhaps you're right.' Then he turned straight
towards her and said: 'It's a nasty crash that's come over us, Lovise--
like a landslide. But don't you think now we might set to work and shift
away all the wreckage that's been burying us for years, and get clear and
breathe again? You might have a daughter yet!' At that Fruen got up and
made as if to say something, but couldn't. 'Yes,' was all she said, and
'Yes,' she said again. 'You're tired and nervous, I know,' he said. 'But
think a little over what I've said. Another time.' 'Good-night,' said
she."
XI
The Captain spoke to Nils about the timber; he thought of disposing of the
whole lot, or selling it standing. Nils took this to mean that he didn't
like the idea of having more new folk about the place.
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