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But I took firm hold of my good Carolus.
He kicked and struggled, but I held his shining
warm body close to me and eould feel his heart
beating and hammering as I ran home with
him.
Every single night this performance had to
be gone through, and every single night
Madam Land stood in her kitchen cloor and
scolded when I went past with Carolus in my
arms.
“ Oh, ves! he’s the pampered one—oh, yes,
he’s the one that’s getting fat—he eats enough
for four liens—there’s surely law and justice
to be had in such cases—yes, indeed, he’s the
pampered one.” I eould hear Madam Land’s
voice following me all the way up our hili.
Madam Land herself doesn’t look as if she
werc pampered. Her husband is a boatman.
She is frightfully saving. They sav in the
town that Madam Land boils only three
potatoes for dinner every dav, “ two potatoes
for Land, one for the maid, and I don’t need
anv,” savs Madam Land. And onlv think,
V ’ å. f
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