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Page 14

"The whirlwind!"

"The whirlwind?"

"Yes. He said that he, as a young man, in a solemn moment had sent
his love letter or his promise out with the wind, and he was
continually waiting for an answer: he had given his promise, was
betrothed!--Ou!"

"What is it?" asked Miss Hjelm, sympathetically. The truth was,
the young hostess at this moment had relaxed her polite care, and
a limb of a gooseberry-bush had struck against Miss Brandt's
ankle.

The pain was soon over; and the two ladies, who now had reached
the termination of the walk, turned toward the house side by side,
each protecting herself, unconscious that any change had occurred.

"But I hardly believe it," continued Miss Brandt: "he said it
perhaps only to make himself conspicuous, for certain gentlemen
are just as coquettish as ... as they accuse us of being."

Miss Hjelm uttered a doubting, "Um!"

"Yes, that they really are! Have you ever seen any lady as
coquettish as an actor?"

"I don't know any of them, but I should suppose an actress might
be."

"No: no actress I have ever met of the better sort was really
coquettish. I don't know how it is with them, but I believe they
have overcome coquettishness."

"But you think, then, Counsellor Bang is coquettish?"

"Not Bang--Bagger. Yes; for although he said he had this romantic
love for a fairy, he often does court to modest earthly ladies. He
is properly somewhat of a flirt."

"That is unbecoming an old man."

"Yes; but he is not old."

"Oh!" said Miss Hjelm, laughing: "I have only known one war
counsellor, and he was old; so I thought of all war counsellors as
old."

"Yes; but Counsellor Bagger is not war counsellor, but a real
Superior Court Counsellor."

"Oh, how earnest that is! And so he is in love with a fairy?"

"Yes: it is ridiculous!" said Miss Brandt, laughing. During this
conversation they had reached the house, and Miss Brandt
complained that something was yet pricking her ankle. They went
into Miss Hjelm's room, and here a thorn was discovered and taken
out.

"How pretty and cosy this room really is!" said Miss Brandt,
looking around. "In a situation like this one can surely live in
the country summer and winter. Out with us at Taarback it blows in
through the windows, doors, and very walls."

"That must be bad in a whirlwind."

"Yes--yes: still, it might be quite amusing when the whirlwind
carried such billets: not that one would care for them; yet they
might be interesting for a while."

"Oh, yes! perhaps."

"Yes: how do you think a young girl would like it, when there came
from Heaven a billet, in which one pledged himself to her for time
and eternity?"

"That isn't easy to say; but I don't believe the occurrence quite
so uncommon. A friend of mine once had such a billet blown to her,
and she presented me with it."

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