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Chap. LVI.
HOSPITALITY.
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when her husband comes in. When did we dine ? We
own that we had eaten our smør brod at eleven o’clock at
Kønnede kro, and had fasted ever since. Why, we must
be faint I she will give us some tea, will take no denial
(I can’t say we did stand out vigorously), and off she
goes to call her maid. In ten minutes’ time we were
ushered into the next room, not only to our tea, but to
an excellent supper of cold meat, smør brod, compote,
and fruit, prettily arranged on old Danish china, fine
linen, and bright silver; no fuss, no bother; we were
kindly welcome. There is a refinement about the
middle class of Danes in their household arrangements,
seldom to be met with in other countries; and so we
ate, drank, and refreshed ourselves, our kind hostess
attending on us, watching and anticipating our wants;
our spirits raised, we talked and chatted away, all
about our travels, and then came in Postmaster
Jas-persen himself with the news of rooms at an old lady’s,
who had turned her house upside down for our
accommodation. When supper was finished we all sat and
talked over the legends of the place; all about the
Elf King, of whom you will hear more to-morrow;
then, as a message arrived to say our rooms were ready,
we departed—after many thanks on our side, and much
pleasure on hers, lantern-lighted by the maid—to our
resting-place, where we were received by our hostess,
a jolly old dame, who could not do enough to make
us comfortable. Such questions as she made about our
breakfasts for to-morrow; such caresses to the dogs—
Lina and Vic—who she felt certain were starving;
they had already supped—no matter, they must sup
again: a little milk at any rate. At last we got to
bed, and slept like tops, till awakened by the market
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