Yes, it was Edward who came. He was not astonished at seeing her, but came straight up to her. And when he had come up to the open window he stretched up his right hand to her, and she took it. His eyes squinted a little, a sure sign that he was excited. "I am glad you are still up; otherwise I should have been obliged to knock." His eyes looked searchingly into hers, and he did not loose her hand. "Have you just got back?" "Yes, just this moment." All at once she felt herself to be in his power; he might have questioned her about anything in the world and she would have answered, with those eyes of his looking at her like that. "When I saw you were no longer with the rest of the party, I knew you had gone back to Ole." "Yes." He stopped speaking, his voice shook: "I behaved badly; I suppose now you are engaged?" There was a pause, but her answer gleamed forth directly in her eyes. "I think so," she said. Lovingly, yet full of grief, he gazed at her. She felt the greatest desire to cry aloud. Had she done wrong? She was dreadfully alarmed. Then he took her head between both his hands, and bending down, kissed her on the forehead. She burst into tears and clasped her arms tightly round his neck; they lay thus cheek against cheek. "Well, well--if it is settled, then--I congratulate you, Josephine, dear Josephine." They pressed closer to each other, then they parted. "I leave to-day," whispered he, taking hold of her hand; she gave them both to him. "To-day, Edward?" "I have behaved stupidly. Good-by, Josephine." She disengaged her hands to take her handkerchief and press it to her face. "I will come and say good-by," she sobbed. "Don't do that! No--not again!" And to get it over quickly, he embraced and kissed her once more and left her without once looking round. II. NEXT COUPLE FORWARD. In March of the following year, just as Edward Kallem was preparing to pass the second part of his medical examination, he came across something else which completely occupied his thoughts. We must now tell all about it. At the time when his desultory studies in natural history concentrated themselves more and more on physiology, at that time the cleverest physiologist was a young realistic student, Thomas Rendalen, somewhat older than Edward Kallem. In itself, it was seldom that a non medical student distinguished himself in that branch, so that everybody was struck by it, and of course Edward Kallem too; but he did not on that account become any closer acquainted with Rendalen, who was not one of those who make themselves accessible to all.