Translated into english by W.J. Alexander Worster, this is a collection of short stories from a Norwegian town called Holm.
d down meanwhile with short, rapid steps. Upstairs, someone was singing to the piano.
"Nice sort of evening we're going to have, by the look of things. House full of blessed amateurs with fiddles and tambourines. Serve them right if they were packed off to a reformatory, the whole----"
"Oh, but surely, Mr. Holm, you needn't be so hard on them. Young people must have a little entertainment now and then--especially when they've a father who can afford it," she added a little wistfully.
"Afford it--h'm. As to that ... if they keep on the way they're going now, I'm not sure I shan't have to give them a bit of a lesson...." He crossed over to the desk, and, spreading out his elbows, looked quizzically at Betty.
"What do you think now--is Knut G. Holm too old to marry again?"
"Really, I'm sure I couldn't say," answered the girl, with a merry laugh. And, slipping past him, she took her jacket and hat.
"Good-night, Mr. Holm."
"Good-night, Miss Betty. I hope I haven't k
