"Those seem very disagreeable people," said Frida, as they drove on.
"They are, indeed," replied Axel, "but they are very rich."
"Mere riches are a small recommendation," said Frida.
"True, dear Frida, but the man is a large proprietor, and since they are such near neighbors, we must keep up some intercourse with these people."
"Do you really mean it, Axel?"
"Certainly," he replied.
She sat a little while, reflecting, and then inquired, suddenly;--
"What sort of man is the Pastor?"
"I know very little of him, myself, but my father thought very highly of him, and my inspector reveres him wonderfully. But," he added, after a moment, "that is natural enough, the Pastor has brought up his only daughter, since she was a little child."
"Oh, yes, that charming girl, at the door of the parsonage; but the Pastor's wife must have had the most to do with that. Do you know her?"