"Who other than Ingeborg? is it not the third fourth, and fifth letters of my name?"
"Oh!" exclaimed Bagger, pressing his hand upon his forehead, and, as he at the next moment seized Ingeborg's hand, added with an eye which had become dim with joy, "Truly, I have had more fortune than sense."
Ingeborg answered, smiling:
"That ought he to expect who entrusts his fate to the wind's flying mail."
THE RAILROAD AND THE CHURCHYARD
BY
BJORNSTJERNE BJORNSON
From "The Flying Mail" Translated by Carl Larsen.