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 our friend, Mr Hansted, has gone and engaged himself!"

Miss Ragnhild put the bowl hurriedly down, spilling some of the water over the illustrated books.

"What do you say?… Mr Hansted!"

"Yes, as I stand here. But you will never guess who is the chosen one, Ragnhild!"

"Is it—is it a lady from these parts?"

"She is from these parts certainly; but she can hardly be called a lady. It is Anders Jörgen's daughter from Skibberup. What do you think of that?"

"Good heavens! is it possible!"

"You may well say so!" shouted the Provst—who, as usual, was walking up and down the floor with noisy steps. "Really, one does not know what to think of the mad times we live in. It's just