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(1917) [MARC] Author: J. P. Jacobsen Translator: Hanna Astrup Larsen With: Hanna Astrup Larsen
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CHAPTER II



Mistress Rigitze Grubbe, relict of the late
lamented Hans Ulrik Gyldenlöve, owned a house
on the corner of Östergade and Pilestræde. At that time,
Östergade was a fairly aristocratic residence section.
Members of the Trolle, Sehested, Rosencrantz, and Krag
families lived there; Joachim Gersdorf was Mistress Rigitze’s
neighbor, and one or two foreign ministers usually had
lodgings in Carl van Mandern’s new red mansion. Only
one side of the street was the home of fashion, however;
on the other side, Nikolaj Church was flanked by low
houses, where dwelt artisans, shopkeepers, and
shipmasters. There were also one or two taverns.

On a Sunday morning, early in September, Marie
Grubbe stood looking out of the dormer window in
Mistress Rigitze’s house. Not a vehicle in sight!
Nothing but staid footsteps, and now and then the long-drawn
cry of the oyster-monger. The sunlight, quivering over
roofs and pavements, threw sharp, black, almost
rectangular shadows. The distance swam in a faint bluish heat
mist.

“At-tention!” called a woman’s voice behind her,
cleverly mimicking the raucous tones of one accustomed to
much shouting of military orders.

Marie turned. Her aunt’s maid, Lucie, had for some time
been sitting on the table, appraising her own well-formed
feet with critical eyes. Tired of this occupation, she had
called out, and now sat swinging her legs and laughing
merrily.

Marie shrugged her shoulders with a rather bored smile
and would have returned to her window-gazing, but Lucie

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