they soon get cured, and then they're angry with me afterwards." She sighed.
They heard steps on the stairs.
"That is Gunnar. I am going into my room a little. I must bathe my eyes."
She passed Heggen in the door with a short greeting as she hurried away. He shut the door and came into the room.
"You are all right, I see—but so you always are. You are an extraordinary girl, Jenny. I suppose you have been working all the morning—and she?" He pointed towards Cesca's room.
"In a bad state, poor little thing."
"I saw it in the papers when I looked in at the club. Have you finished the study? Show me. It is very good." Heggen held the picture to the light and looked at it for some time. "This part stands out beautifully. It is powerful work. Is she lying on her bed crying, do you think?"
"I don't know. She has been crying in here. She had a letter from her sister."
"If ever I meet that cad," said Hebben, "I shall find some pretext to give him a sound thrashing."
One afternoon Helge Gram sat in the club reading Norwegian newspapers. He was alone in the reading-room when Miss Jahrman entered. He stood up and bowed, but she came up to him with a smile and shook hands: "How are you getting on? Jenny and I have been wondering why we never see you; we were determined to come here on Saturday to see if we could find you and ask you to go out with us somewhere. Have you got rooms yet?"
