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(1917) [MARC] Author: J. P. Jacobsen Translator: Hanna Astrup Larsen With: Hanna Astrup Larsen
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about quietly and soberly, but they talked a great deal; they
all talked at once, and the sound of their voices and
footsteps swelled to a loud murmur that neither rose nor fell
and never ceased, but went on with a strange, heavy
monotony.

The rumor crept into the churches during the sermon.
From the seats nearest the door it leaped in a breathless
whisper to some one sitting in the next pew, then on to
three people in the third, then past a lonely old man in
the fourth on to the fifth, and so on till the whole
congregation knew it. Those in the centre turned and nodded
meaningly to people behind them; one or two who were
sitting nearest the pulpit rose and looked apprehensively
toward the door. Soon there was not a face lifted to the
pastor. All sat with heads bent as though to fix their thoughts
on the sermon, but they whispered among themselves,
stopped for a tense moment and listened in order to gauge
how far it was from the end, then whispered again. The
muffled noise from the crowds in the streets grew more
distinct: it was not to be borne any longer! The
church-people busied themselves putting their hymn-books in their
pockets.

“Amen!”

Every face turned to the preacher. During the litany
prayer, all wondered whether the pastor had heard
anything. He read the supplication for the Royal House, the
Councillors of the Realm, and the common nobility, for all
who were in authority or entrusted with high office,—and
at that tears sprang to many eyes. As the prayer went on,
there was a sound of sobbing, but the words came from
hundreds of lips: “May God in His mercy deliver these
our lands and kingdoms from battle and murder, pestilence

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