He was going to give it to the traitors good
and proper.
Goodness! Was he going to publish an article? That certainly would put
matters right. "Not too gentle, now, Paulsberg; don't show them any
consideration."
"I imagine Paulsberg knows exactly how gentle he is going to be," said
Milde reprovingly. "You can safely leave that to him."
"Of course," answered the Journalist, "that goes without saying. I had no
idea of offering any suggestions."
He was a little offended, but Paulsberg smoothed matters over by saying:
"I thank you for the two notices, Gregersen. It is fortunate for us that
you keep an eye on us; otherwise people would entirely forget that we
writers existed."
The Attorney ordered another round.
"I am waiting for my wife," said Paulsberg.
"She stopped in to borrow a hundred from Ole Henriksen. I see there is
talk about famine in Russia--Well, I can't say that I have starved as
yet."
Milde turned to Coldevin and remarked pompously:
"That is something it wouldn't hurt you to know out in the country: so
shabbily does Norway treat her great men!"
Coldevin glanced from one to another.
"Indeed," he said, "it is sad.
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