[One of Life’s Slaves by Jonas Lauritz Idemil Lie]@TWC D-Link bookOne of Life’s Slaves CHAPTER V 4/14
He distributes overcoats in the shape of warm, sunny walls, brings life and movement with him, and then there need no longer be any uncertainty about a midday-meal. Nikolai had had work on the quay the whole morning, and was now standing, in the midday rest, baking himself against the sunny wall, and yawning. He stopped in the middle of a yawn.
That slight figure in the faded cotton dress, that was running with her body bent forwards, and a handkerchief over the little, dark head, to keep off the sun--it was no other than Silla! She was darting along among the baskets and traffic on the fish-quay; there was a searching haste in her like that of a frightened corn-crake, that turns its head now to one side now to the other as it runs.
She had caught sight of him, and now she began calling: "Nikolai! Nikolai! "Nikolai!"-- she almost choked in her hurry to speak--"Nikolai, just think! Mother, when she was unpicking my old blue dress to-day, she found the money in the lining, inside the lining, both the notes, and the silver too.
I ran down to tell you directly I had taken father's dinner to the workshop.
And now I'm going to the smithy, and they shall hear what they have done to you.
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