The Heritage of the Kurts, Volume 1 (of 2)Bjørnson, Bjørnstjerne
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The Heritage of the Kurts, Volume 1 (of 2)
Bjørnson, Bjørnstjerne
Norwegian fiction -- Translations into English
contributor could be; that very evening the suggestion was canvassed in
the club, but neither then did he make himself known. All agreed to
wait for Consul Engel's sake; they did not in the least doubt that he
would be on their side; every one knew only too well what had been the
result of Rendalen's lecture in Engel's home, but it would not do to
talk about plans to him now. Fru Engel was dangerously ill.
Although the deliberations lasted only a few minutes, every one agreed
to this at once. When it was over it was not more than nine o'clock, so
Dr. Holmsen, who had been a passive listener, went straight from the
club, which was on the market-place, up the avenue to "The Estate," and
repeated all to Tomas Rendalen; "the sooner he learns it the better,"
Holmsen considered.
"Leave this wretched hole to the devil," was his advice. Tomas took the
doctor in with him to his mother and repeated to her what he had been
told, adding at once that he should certainly go away.
Karl came home at that moment; it was all told to him and he agreed
that it was useless to go on after what he had heard that day in the
town. But Fru Rendalen would not on any account consent that they
should give way; better embody the whole school plan and its grounds in
a book, and appeal from the town to the country at large. There must
surely be enough sensible parents in the whole of Norway to enable them
to have a full school. It had not, she said, been her plan but Tomas's,
and he must therefore carry it through.
She understood Tomas; it was only necessary to overcome the first
painful impression and he would be himself again. They did not separate
that night until twelve o'clock, and then they were all agreed in the
determination to continue the plan.
It was the school work which gave Tomas strength for this; he was an
unequalled schoolmaster and found his greatest happiness in it, and now
he brought all his powers to the task. He showed the pupils the most
amusing experiments that he knew, and described, explained, and
lectured. He still assembled the senior class, as he had done ever
since his return, one evening a week in Fru Rendalen's room, for a
special meeting. He Had given them some idea of the great question of
the position of women, as it affected the minds of the whole civilised
world; he read to them, he played to them; at this time, of course,
these meetings had a special importance for him.
He never, by a single word, touched on the present strife, but in his
choice of subjects for reading and conversation, nay, even of music, he
involuntarily gave them an impression of his faith in a great cause, of
his sufferings when his susceptible mind had received a blow.
The senior class believed unswervingly in him, and this had a great
influence on the others: very soon he took over the instruction in
singing for the whole school; they practised elaborate choruses and
amusing plays; and this was conducive to good-fellowship as well.
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