A curious being, this hostess, who directed the pension, the business of the inmates, and a number of children, without apparent effort.  She was a widow; two of her children were nearly twenty, but she looked scarcely thirty.  Tall, dark, clever, with eyes like glowing coals; decided, ready in conversation as in business, like an officer long used to command, always trusted, always obeyed; one yielded oneself involuntarily to her matter-of-course way of arranging everything, and she was obliging, even self-sacrificing, to those she liked—­it was true that that was not everybody.  This absence of reserve was especially characteristic of her, and was another reason why all relied on her.  She had long ago taken up Fru Kaas—­entertained her first and foremost.  Angelika Nagel used in conversation modern Christiania slang which is the latest development of the language.  In the choice of expressions, words such as hideous were applied to what was the very opposite of hideous, such as “hideously amusing,” “hideously handsome.”  “Snapping” to anything that was liquid, as “snapping good punch.”  One did not say “Pretty” but “quite too pretty” or “hugely pretty.”  On the other hand, one did not say “bad” for anything serious, but with comical moderation “baddish.”  Anything that there was much of went by miles; for instance, “miles of virtue.”  This slipshod style of talk, which the idlers of large towns affect, had just become the fashion in Christiania.  All this seemed new and characteristic to the careless emancipated party which had arisen as a protest against the prudery which Fru Kaas, in her time, had combated.  The type therefore amused her:—­ she studied it.

Angelika Nagel relieved her of all her business cares, which were only play to her.  It was the same thing with the question of the cement undertaking.  In an apparently careless manner she let drop what had been said and done about it, which had its effect on Fru Kaas.  Soon things had progressed so far that it became necessary to consult Rafael about it, and as he was difficult to catch, she sat up for him at night.  The first time that she opened the door for him he was absolutely shy, and when he heard what she wanted him for he was above measure grateful.  The next time he kissed her!  She laughed and ran away without speaking to him—­that was all he got for his pains.  But he had held her in his arms, and he glowed with a suddenly awakened passion.

She, in the meantime, kept out of his way, even during the day he never saw her unless he sought her.  But when he least expected it she again met him at the door; there was something which she really must say to him.  There was a struggle, but at last she twisted herself away from him and disappeared.  He whispered after her as loud as he dared, “Then I shall go away!”

But while he was undressing she slipped into his room.