And then she called out
to the Captain in his room. I lit the candle and began picking up buttons;
dozens of them there were, all sorts. The Captain came in. 'I only wanted
to tell you,' says Fruen at once, 'that it was kind of you to send
Ragnhild after me to-day. Heaven bless you for that!' 'Never mind about
that, my dear,' says he. 'You were nervous, you know.' 'Yes, I'm all
nerves just now,' she answered, 'but I hope it'll get better in time. No,
the trouble is that I haven't a daughter I could bring up to be really
good. There's nothing I can do!' The Captain sat down on a chair. 'Oh yes,
there is,' he said. 'Yes, you say? Oh, I know it says in that book
there.... Oh, those hateful books!--Ragnhild take them away and burn
them,' she says. 'No, wait, I'll tear them to bits now myself and put them
in the stove here.' And then she started pulling them to pieces, taking
ever so many pages at a time and throwing them in the stove. 'Don't be so
excited, Lovise,' said the Captain. _'The Nunnery,'_ she said--that
was one of the books.
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