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 so good—an angel for joy at having a dear little child of my own. Can you imagine anything more wonderful?"

"No," whispered Jenny, confused, "when you love each other. It would help you to get over many difficulties."

"Yes, it would. If it were not so awkward I would go and see a doctor. Don't you think I ought to? I think I will some day, but I am so stupid about it—I feel so shy. I suppose it really is my duty as I am married. I might go to a lady doctor—one who is married and has children of her own.

"Think of it! A tiny little creature all your own; Lennart would be so happy!"

Jenny set her teeth in the dark.

"Don't you think I ought to go home tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"I will tell Lennart everything. I don't know if he will understand me—I don't myself, but I am going to tell him the truth always. Should I not, Jenny?"

"When you think it is right you should do so. One must always do what one thinks right, and never do anything one is not absolutely sure about."

"Good-night, Jenny dear." She embraced her friend with sudden earnestness. "Thank you! It is so lovely to have you to talk to; you are so good, and you know how to take me. You and Gunnar always get me on to the right way. I don't know what I should do if it weren't for you."

Then, standing by the bed, she said: "Won't you come through Stockholm when you go abroad this autumn? Please, do! You could stay with us. I am getting a thousand kroner from father because he is going to give Borghild the same for her trip to Paris."

"Thanks, I should like to, but I don't know yet what I am going to do."