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VOERGAARD.
Chap. XXXVII.
sacked, and later comes into the possession of our
present heroine, the lady Ingeborg Skeel, a woman of high
Uirth and strong mind, endued with consummate taste,
but unfortunately without the means of gratifying it.
Build a manor-house she would, by hook or by crook,
and one that in richness and beauty should surpass
all her neighbours. So she sends for an architect,
orders in timber—of that there is no want on her own
estates—bakes her own bricks, and has sandstone over
from the island of Bornholm. The first cargo arrives,
and that she pays for, but when the second and the
third appear her purse is empty, but her wit is sharp.
A storm arises in the night; she sends down her trusty
minions, causes the cables of the vessels to be cut, an
east wind drives them ashore, and she, lady of the
manor, by the ancient law of “ flotsam and jetsum,”
claims the cargo as her own.
The building now advances, the towers rise; rich
and quaint are the stone carvings around the windows
and portals. Never were such yet seen in Vendsyssel.
At last it is completed, but the architect must be paid,
and where is the money to come from ? Here’s a
puzzler again! Don’t be alarmed: trust the lady
Ingeborg. Where there’s a will, there’s a way; so she
orders the architect to bring his bill receipted and
prepared to receive his money. The architect arrives with
the massive keys of the castle, ready to hand them over to
its noble mistress. “ But, before we settle our accounts,”
says she, “we will first go together over the whole
castle, and see that all is right. Leave your bill here,
Knight of the Keys of Bronze,” she playfully adds,
passing the bunch, weighing nearly half a ton, round his
neck. “Leave them where they are, I insist; you
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