Pause.
Really? And where was Fruen gone to?
Gone to stay in town for a bit.
Pause.
“Stranger man's been here writing in the papers about that machine of yours,” says Falkenberg.
“Is the Captain gone away too?”
“No, Captain's at home. You should have seen his face when your letter came.”
I got Falkenberg to come up to the old loft. I had still two bottles of wine in my sack, and I took them out and we started on them together; eh, those bottles that I had carried backward and forward, mile after mile, and had to be so careful with, they served me well just now. Save for them Falkenberg would never have said so much.
“What was that about the Captain and my letter? Did he see it?”
“Well, it began like this,” said Falkenberg. “Fruen was in the kitchen when I came in with the post. 'What letter's that with all those stamps on?' she says. I opened it, and said it was from you, to say you were coming on the 11th.”