Do you think that I am going to sit in solitary grandeur at the table, and in my own room, all the time I stay at Dal?
No, I want to take my meals with you and your mother if Dame Hansen has no objections." Of course Dame Hansen could but assent when she was apprised of the professor's request, especially as it would be a great honor to her and hers to have a member of the Storthing at her table.
"It is settled, then, that we are to eat together in the living room," remarked Sylvius Hogg.
"Yes, Mister Sylvius," replied Joel.

"I shall only have to wheel you out in your arm-chair when dinner is ready." "Indeed, Mister Joel! Why don't you propose a kariol?
No; with the aid of a friendly arm, I shall be able to reach the table.

I haven't had my leg amputated yet, that I am aware of." "As you please, Mister Sylvius," replied Hulda.

"But don't be guilty of any imprudence, I beg of you, or Joel will have to hurry off in search of a doctor." "More threats! Oh, well, I will be as prudent and docile as possible; provided you do not put me on short allowance, you will find me the most tractable of patient.

Can it be that you are not hungry, my friends ?" "Give us only a quarter of an hour," replied Hulda; "and we will set before you a nice trout from the Maan, a grouse that Joel shot in the Hardanger yesterday, and a bottle of French wine." "Thank you, my dear child, thank you!" Hulda left the room to superintend the dinner and set the table, while Joel took the kariol back to Lengling's stable.