MAN AND WIFE.
A FRESH STRIFE.
And I will show what a fellow I am!
My master—I am incensed!
Siful Sifadda.
We have said that Harald, just as little as Griselda's blessed husband, appeared to like a life which flowed like oil. Perhaps it seemed to him that his intercourse with Susanna was now assuming this character, and therefore was it perhaps that, as he could no longer excite her abhorrence as a misanthropist, one fine day he undertook to irritate her as a woman-tyrant.
"I am expecting my sister here one of these days," said he one evening in a disrespectful tone to Susanna; "I have occasion for her, to sew a little for me, and to put my things in order. Alette is a good, clever girl, and I think of keeping her with me till I marry, and can be waited on by my wife."
"Waited on by your wife!" exclaimed Susanna—one may easily conceive in what a tone.
"Yes, certainly. The woman is made to be subject to the man; and I do not mean to teach my wife otherwise. I mean to be master in my house, I."
"The Norwegian men must be despots, tyrants, actual Heathens and Turks!" said Susanna.
"Every morning," said Harald, "precisely at six o'clock, my wife shall get up and prepare my coffee."