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have been here to fetch you; we have looked at your drawings,
and we are now going to your house to supper.”
“She may not have noticed anything.”
“Heavens! we have nothing to hide. If she had not seen
that I am here she will soon get to know it. I am going with
you; we must do it for your sake as well as for mine — do you
hear?”
Gram looked at her: “Yes, let us go, then.”
When they got down in the street Mrs. Gram was gone.
“Let us take the tram, Gert; it is late,” she said, adding
in a sudden temper: “Oh, we must stop all this — if only for
Helge’s sake.”
Mrs. Gram opened the door. Gert Gram ventured an explanation;
Jenny looked frankly into the angry eyes of his
wife: “I am sorry Helge is out for the evening. Do you
think he will be home early?”
“I am surprised you did not remember it,” Mrs. Gram said
to her husband. “It is no pleasure to Miss Winge to sit here
with us two old people.”
“Oh, that is all right,” said Jenny.
“I don’t remember hearing that Helge was going out this
evening,” said Gram.
“Fancy your coming without any needlework,” said Mrs.
Gram, when they were sitting in the drawing-room after supper.
“You are always so industrious.”
“I left the studio so late, I had no time to go home in
between. Perhaps you could find me something?”
Jenny conversed with Mrs. Gram about the price of
embroidery patterns at home and in Paris, and about books she
had lent her. Gram was reading. Now and again she felt
his eyes on her. Helge returned about eleven.
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