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Hamsun, Knut, 1859-1952

"Shallow Soil"

The truth of the matter is that I was afraid you would not
care to come; that is the reason I said what I said. For I _had_ to
see you once more."
Pause.
"Really--I have ceased to wonder at anything you say."
"But think--it is ten days since I have seen you! That is a long, a very
long time."
"Well--that is not altogether my fault--But don't let us talk about it any
more," she added quickly. "Rather tell me--why do you still act toward me
in this manner? It is wrong of you. I have told you that before. I should
like to be friends with you, but--"
"But no more. I understand. However, that is hardly sufficient for one who
is distracted with suffering, you know. No, you do not know; you have
never known. Ever and ever one must circle around the forbidden; it
becomes a necessity continually to face one's fate. If, for instance, I
had to pay for a moment like this with age-long wreck and ruin, why, I
would gladly pay the price. I would rather be with you here one brief
moment, Miss Aagot, than live on for years without you."
"Oh, but--It is too late now, you know. Why talk about it, then? You only
make it so much harder for us both.


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