I ventured to ask if I might leave it on the place.

“Certainly,” said the Captain.

When he had gone I sat down on the bed. Well, it was all over now. Ay,

so it was--and Lord have mercy on us all! Nine o'clock; she is up--she

is there in the house I can see from this very window. Well, let me get

away and have done with it.

I get out my sack and stow away my things, put on my wet jacket over my

blouse, and am ready to start. But I sit down again.

Emma comes in: “_Værsaagod_; there's something ready for you in the

kitchen.”

To my horror she had my rug over one arm.

“And Fruen told me to ask if this wasn't your rug.”

“Mine? No; I've got mine here with my things.”

Emma goes off again with the rug.

Well, how could I say it was mine? Devil take the rug!... Should I go

down to the kitchen or not? I might be able to say good-bye and thanks

at the same time--nothing strange in that.

Emma came in again with the rug and laid it down neatly folded on a

stool.

“If you don't hurry up, the coffee'll be cold,” she says.

“What did you put that rug there for?”

“Fruen told me to.”

“Oh, well, perhaps it's Falkenberg's,” I muttered.

Emma asks:

“Are you going away now for good?”

“Yes, seeing you won't have anything to do with me.”

“You!” says Emma, with a toss of her head.

I went down with Emma to the kitchen; sitting at table, I saw the

Captain going out to the woods. Good he was gone--now, perhaps, Fruen

might come out.

I finished my meal and got up. Should I go off now, and leave it at

that? Of course; what else? I took leave of the maids, with a jesting

word to each in turn.

“I'd have liked to say good-bye to Fruen, too, but....”

“Fruen's indoors. I'll....”

Emma goes in, and comes back a moment later.

“Fruen's lying down with a headache. She sent her very good wishes.”

“Come again!” said all the girls as I set off.

I walked away out of the place, with my sack under my arm. Then suddenly

I remembered the ax; Falkenberg might not find it where I'd put it. I

went back, knocked at the kitchen door, and left a message for him where

it was.

Going down the road, I turned once or twice and looked back towards the

windows of the house. Then all was out of sight.

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