Then the general dealer grew all of a shiver and staggered about.  Blood flew from his nose, and Kjel had to help him into the kitchen and duck his head in the sink.  That night the general dealer didn’t go to bed at all; but he walked up and down and stamped till the floor regularly thundered.  And it was scarcely light next morning when he sent off Kjel with a dollar in his fist to old Thore the foreman.  And he sent in the same way to all the boat people down by the shore.

Thore was told to put on his holiday clothes and get out the femboering, and row Madame herself to the yacht with the last lading.  She should go with him to Bergen.  There she should get both a silk dress and a shawl, and a gold watch and chain into the bargain, and engage a Bergen serving-wench.

It was still early in the day when the yacht lay in the bay with her flag flying, all ready to start.

When they had hoisted the sail, that wench Toad, heavy and stout, came, puffing and blowing, across the bridge, in full parade, with rings on all her sprawling fingers, and her body covered with all the yellow and green and red ribbons she could possibly find room for on her ample person.

There she stood waiting for them to come back in the stately femboering and take her on board.

And when they began to raise the anchor, and the general dealer appeared on deck with his large meerschaum pipe and his telescope, she smirked and minced and wriggled and twisted, and cried aloud, “It’s me!”

She thought he wanted to peep at her splendour through his spyglass.

All at once she saw Madame standing by his side in full travelling costume, and understood that they were going away without her.

Then she kicked out so that the planks of the bridge groaned and creaked beneath her.  Eight into the sea she plunged, and caught hold of the anchor, and tugged and held the ship back till the cable broke.

Then head over heels she went with both her hoofs in the air.

But the yacht glided away under full sail, and the general dealer stood there and laughed till he nearly fell overboard.

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[1] A giantess, the wife of the mountain gnome, who rules in the Dovrefeld.

[2] I.e., the general dealer’s wife.

[3] Thin cakes that can be doubled in two and eaten with sirup.

[4] Boxes containing provisions for voyages or journeys.

[5] Flat cakes broken up with butter.

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THE END.