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481
Well
,
it
was
a
lovely
day
,
anyway
!
Sunlight
bright
and
warm
surrounded
me
.
The
sky
stretched
away
like
a
beautiful
sea
over
the
Lier
mountains
.
482
Without
knowing
it
,
I
was
on
my
way
home
.
I
hungered
sorely
.
I
found
a
chip
of
wood
in
the
street
to
chew
--
that
helped
a
bit
.
To
think
that
I
had
n't
thought
of
that
sooner
!
The
door
was
open
;
the
stable-boy
bade
me
good-morning
as
usual
.
483
"
Fine
weather
,
"
said
he
.
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484
"
Yes
,
"
I
replied
.
That
was
all
I
found
to
say
.
Could
I
ask
for
the
loan
of
a
shilling
?
He
would
be
sure
to
lend
it
willingly
if
he
could
;
besides
that
,
I
had
written
a
letter
for
him
once
.
485
He
stood
and
turned
something
over
in
his
mind
before
he
ventured
on
saying
it
.
486
"
Fine
weather
!
Ahem
!
I
ought
to
pay
my
landlady
today
;
you
would
n't
be
so
kind
as
to
lend
me
five
shillings
,
would
you
?
Only
for
a
few
days
,
sir
.
You
did
me
a
service
once
before
,
so
you
did
.
"
487
"
No
;
I
really
ca
n't
do
it
,
Jens
Olaj
,
"
I
answered
.
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488
"
Not
now
--
perhaps
later
on
,
maybe
in
the
afternoon
,
"
and
I
staggered
up
the
stairs
to
my
room
.
489
I
flung
myself
on
my
bed
,
and
laughed
.
How
confoundedly
lucky
it
was
that
he
had
forestalled
me
;
my
self-respect
was
saved
.
Five
shillings
!
God
bless
you
,
man
,
you
might
just
as
well
have
asked
me
for
five
shares
in
the
Dampkökken
,
or
an
estate
out
in
Aker
.
490
And
the
thought
of
these
five
shillings
made
me
laugh
louder
and
louder
.
Was
n't
I
a
devil
of
a
fellow
,
eh
?
Five
shillings
!
My
mirth
increased
,
and
I
gave
way
to
it
.
Ugh
!
what
a
shocking
smell
of
cooking
there
was
here
--
a
downright
disgustingly
strong
smell
of
chops
for
dinner
,
phew
!
and
I
flung
open
the
window
to
let
out
this
beastly
smell
.
"
Waiter
,
a
plate
of
beef
!
"
Turning
to
the
table
--
this
miserable
table
that
I
was
forced
to
support
with
my
knees
when
I
wrote
--
I
bowed
profoundly
,
and
said
: