Ebbling

They must have got a famous start at luncheon, for by the end of the dinner Ebbling was peeling figs for her and presenting them on the end of a fork.

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More than once I made up my mind definitely to go to Finmark and take my chance at finding her; the shipping people would know where Ebbling came from.

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I think Ebbling was still talking when I walked away.

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It occurred to me that she bore my anger as she bore little Carin's importunities, as she bore Ebbling.

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From her talk, one might have supposed that Ebbling was proprietor of the Mediterranean and its adjacent lands, and could have kept her away at his pleasure.

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I should probably have hated any man who was Mrs. Ebbling's husband, but Ebbling made me sick.

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The wind blew the light thing about, and Ebbling chatted and smiled his public smile while she struggled with it.

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Why, for instance, should she have been born in Finmark, and why should Lars Ebbling have been her only door of escape?

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I thought a long while about Ebbling and his wife before I went to sleep.

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Lars Ebbling, I learned, was one of her father's friends.

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