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I
had
no
intention
of
turning
off
such
special
work
gratis
.
As
far
as
I
was
aware
,
one
did
not
pick
up
stories
of
that
kind
on
the
wayside
,
and
I
decided
on
half-a-sovereign
.
The
room
brightened
and
brightened
.
I
threw
a
glance
towards
the
door
,
and
could
distinguish
without
particular
trouble
the
skeleton-like
letters
of
Miss
Andersen
's
winding-sheet
advertisement
to
the
right
of
it
.
It
was
also
a
good
while
since
the
clock
has
struck
seven
.
I
rose
and
came
to
a
standstill
in
the
middle
of
the
floor
.
Everything
well
considered
,
Mrs.
Gundersen
's
warning
came
rather
opportunely
.
This
was
,
properly
speaking
,
no
fit
room
for
me
:
there
were
only
common
enough
green
curtains
at
the
windows
,
and
neither
were
there
any
pegs
too
many
on
the
wall
.
The
poor
little
rocking-chair
over
in
the
corner
was
in
reality
a
mere
attempt
at
a
rocking-chair
;
with
the
smallest
sense
of
humour
,
one
might
easily
split
one
's
sides
with
laughter
at
it
.
It
was
far
too
low
for
a
grown
man
,
and
besides
that
,
one
needed
,
so
to
speak
,
the
aid
of
a
boot
-
jack
to
get
out
of
it
.
To
cut
it
short
,
the
room
was
not
adopted
for
the
pursuit
of
things
intellectual
,
and
I
did
not
intend
to
keep
it
any
longer
.
On
no
account
would
I
keep
it
.
I
had
held
my
peace
,
and
endured
and
lived
far
too
long
in
such
a
den
.
Buoyed
up
by
hope
and
satisfaction
,
constantly
occupied
with
my
remarkable
sketch
,
which
I
drew
forth
every
moment
from
my
pocket
and
re-read
,
I
determined
to
set
seriously
to
work
with
my
flitting
.
I
took
out
my
bundle
,
a
red
handkerchief
that
contained
a
few
clean
collars
and
some
crumpled
newspapers
,
in
which
I
had
occasionally
carried
home
bread
.
I
rolled
my
blanket
up
and
pocketed
my
reserve
white
writing-paper
.
Then
I
ransacked
every
corner
to
assure
myself
that
I
had
left
nothing
behind
,
and
as
I
could
not
find
anything
,
went
over
to
the
window
and
looked
out
.
The
morning
was
gloomy
and
wet
;
there
was
no
one
about
at
the
burnt-out
smithy
,
and
the
clothesline
down
in
the
yard
stretched
tightly
from
wall
to
wall
shrunken
by
the
wet
.
It
was
all
familiar
to
me
,
so
I
stepped
back
from
the
window
,
took
the
blanket
under
my
arm
,
and
made
a
low
bow
to
the
lighthouse
director
's
announcement
,
bowed
again
to
Miss
Andersen
's
winding-sheet
advertisement
,
and
opened
the
door
.
Suddenly
the
thought
of
my
land-lady
struck
me
;
she
really
ought
to
be
informed
of
my
leaving
,
so
that
she
could
see
she
had
had
an
honest
soul
to
deal
with
.
I
wanted
also
to
thank
her
in
writing
for
the
few
days
'
overtime
in
which
I
occupied
the
room
.
The
certainty
that
I
was
now
saved
for
some
time
to
come
increased
so
strongly
in
me
that
I
even
promised
her
five
shillings
.
I
would
call
in
some
day
when
passing
by
.
Besides
that
,
I
wanted
to
prove
to
her
what
an
upright
sort
of
person
her
roof
had
sheltered
.
I
left
the
note
behind
me
on
the
table
.
Once
again
I
stopped
at
the
door
and
turned
round
;
the
buoyant
feeling
of
having
risen
once
again
to
the
surface
charmed
me
,
and
made
me
feel
grateful
towards
God
and
all
creation
,
and
I
knelt
down
at
the
bedside
and
thanked
God
aloud
for
His
great
goodness
to
me
that
morning
.
