“Your mate here said about a couple of hundred Kroner in all,” answered the priest.
Grindhusen had no idea of estimates at all, and could only say:
“Well, well, two hundred Kroner's a deal of money, anyway.”
I said:
“It will mean so much less in Aabot when you move.”
The priest looked at me in surprise.
“Aabot? But I'm not thinking of leaving the place,” he said.
“Why, then, you'll have the full use of it. And may your reverence live to enjoy it for many a year,” said I.
At this the priest stared at me, and asked:
“What is your name?”