A homage.
There was a knock on the door again. It was Donald Moller, who came back:
– Well, mom and dad have said, that now it does not help, but now you must come, if you also retrieved at manhood. And I have to rest himself talked to your dad.
Stellan was blood red in the face. The moment was also captain Petréus in the door, while Donald was tight position steps:
– The young seaman here says that his parents gave you up to, and you do not want to go? Now, go! Do you understand!
– Well! Prepare yourself in order then!
Captain Petréus and cadet Moller retired during the conversation between the two militaries. It’ll Stellan in the heart. Never spoke of his father with him as an adult. But an idiot like Charlie, a foster brother who betrayed their vows, which basically was a cowardly rascals, he treated his father in a different way, just because he wore a uniform. What people! How shallow they were!
He made at least a careful toilet, adorned with all the gifts he received in the confirmation gift: watch, chain, locket with her mother’s portrait, gold buttons at cuffs and shirt and a tie-pin with pearls.
He also poured large amounts of Eau de Portugal in the hair.
And so he followed Charlie Moller upstairs.
– Your father’s one djäkla handsome fellow, said Donald.
Stellan did not answer.
When he was behind his host came into the drawing room, dropped his gaze first of all on – Rose.
Nor had he seen her, then that afternoon she said goodbye to him at West Main Street.
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