But, wonderful to relate, his brother always told him that it was perfectly correct, and Christian Frederick was most particular in such matters.

The old gentleman had just sent off the letter, and was beginning to breathe more easily, when he went to the window and looked out.

He discovered two forms going in a northerly direction over the sand-hills.
Half abstractedly, he went to the other window and directed the large telestope upon them.
"Humph!" said he, "I declare, they're there again." Suddenly he took his eye from the telescope.
"Hulloa! the girl must be mad." He put his eye down again to the telescope, and threw away his cigarette.

There was no doubt about it--there was his own Madeleine hanging round Per's neck.

He rubbed the glass excitedly with his pocket-handkerchief.