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But Mina’s grandmother telegraphed to
Mother at Dröbak that I was safe and sound
at Horten; and late in the evening a telegram
canie from Mother at Uncle Karl’s, saying that
I was to borrow some money from Mina’s
grandmother and that I was to take a little
steamer up the fjord early the next
morn-ing.
Such queer things are ahvays happening
to me! I never heard of any giri who was left
behind as I was on the wharf at Horten.
IMina’s grandmother wanted me to stay there
a few days, and would have telegraphed to
Mother to ask if I might; but I didn’t want to
stay, for I longed so unspeakably for Mother.
That night I lay awake for hours and hours,
and began to feel that I should never see
Mother again.
Well, in the gray light of the next morning I
sat on the damp deck of a little steamer, with
two big bags of cakes. Mina stood on the
wharf waving and yawning too, for she wasn’t
used to getting up at five o’eloek.
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