What induced me to thrust myself in this creature's way? She took me without further ado for a beggar.
I got cool and collected at once. I raised my hat, made a respectful bow, and, as if I had not caught her words, said, with the utmost politeness:
"I hope you will excuse me, madam, for ringing so hard, the bell was new to me. Is it not here that an invalid gentleman lives who has advertised for a man to wheel him about in a chair?"
She stood awhile and digested this mendacious invention, and seemed to be irresolute in her summing up of my person.
"No!" she said at length; "no, there is no invalid gentleman living here."
"Not really? An elderly gentleman—two hours a day—sixpence an hour?"
"No!"
"Ah! in that case, I again ask pardon," said I. "It is perhaps on the first floor. I only wanted, in any case, to recommend a man I know, in whom I am interested; my name is Wedel-Jarlsberg[1] and I bowed again and drew back. The young lady blushed crimson,
- ↑ The last family bearing title of nobility in Norway.
