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mortal enemies. He could not bear his daughter-in-law, and
that was a blow to her vanity, so she set about to make trouble
between him and me. My father was an official of the old
school — a bit narrow and stiff maybe, but right-minded and
loyal, noble and good at heart. You would have liked him, I
am sure. We had been so much to one another, but our
intimacy was put a stop to.
“As for my painting, I understood that I had not the talent
I once had imagined, and I lacked energy to make continued
efforts when I did not believe in myself — dead tired as I was
of the struggle and of my life at her side, which became more
and more of a caricature. She reproached me, but secretly she
triumphed.
“She was jealous of the children too, if I was fond of them
or they were fond of me. She would not share them with me
nor me with them.
“Her jealousy has grown into a kind of madness as the years
have gone by. You have seen it for yourself. She can scarcely
bear to see me in the same room with you even when Helge is
there.”
Jenny went to him and laid her hands on his shoulders:
“I cannot understand,” she said — “I really cannot — that
you have been able to stand such a life.”
Gert Gram bent forward, resting his head on her shoulder:
“I don’t understand it myself.”
When he raised his head and their eyes met, she put her hand
to his neck and, overwhelmed by a tender compassion, kissed
him on the cheek and forehead.
She felt a sudden fear when she looked down at his face
resting on her shoulder, with eyes closed, but the next moment
he lifted his head and rose, saying:
“Thank you, Jenny dear.”
Gram put the drawings back in their cover and straightened
the table.
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