Aagot

But he had a feeling now that Aagot was beginning to be uneasy because of the lateness of the hour, and in order to keep her mind occupied he said:

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Aagot listened quietly to him; he was perfectly right; she would remember.

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Had he been so very much shaken because Aagot had come to town?

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Irgens talked again interestingly and facetiously about different matters, and Aagot replied and laughed, listening curiously to his words; at times she would make some admiring little exclamation when he made a specially striking remark.

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He asked her several times to stay a little longer, but Aagot thanked him and said that she wanted to get home.

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The following day, around five, Aagot was walking down toward the docks, toward the same place where she had walked the day before.

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How the whole town burst into bloom and colour when Aagot returned!

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A picture of Aagot was still in his pocketbook; he had probably forgotten to burn it.

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Aagot tried in vain to start a conversation; she had all she could do to keep her heart under control.

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“Did you invite him to our excursion?” asked Aagot quickly.

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