"Karl Johans Street, 77, 'deed.'"
"Yes, that's all right."
Etc., etc.
"Mortgages to the amount of 27,000 kroners, in the farm Hoff, in Hedemarken."
"Yes, here it is."
And so we went on.
"It was a long business," I said; "but we've come to the end at last."
"End!" shouted old Frick. "But it hasn't come to an end! The plum is always at the bottom, and a fine plum it is too!"
"What do you mean? There's nothing more on the list."
Old Frick fumbled about in the empty envelope.