Ticket No. "9672" eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 179 pages of information about Ticket No. "9672".

Ticket No. "9672" eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 179 pages of information about Ticket No. "9672".

Consequently it is not at all strange that the name of Sylvius Hogg was a household word throughout Norway, and was uttered with respect even in the wilds of the Telemark; so Dame Hansen on receiving such a widely known and highly esteemed guest, thought it only proper to tell him how highly honored she felt at having him under her roof, if only for a few days.

“I don’t know that I am doing you much honor, Dame Hansen,” replied Sylvius Hogg, “but I do know that it gives me great pleasure to be here.  I have heard my pupils talk of this hospitable inn for years.  Indeed, that is one reason I intended to stop here and rest for about a week, but by Saint Olaf!  I little expected to arrive here on one leg!”

And the good man shook the hand of his hostess most cordially.

“Wouldn’t you like my brother to fetch a doctor from Bamble?” inquired Hulda.

“A doctor! my little Hulda!  Why! do you want me to lose the use of both my legs?”

“Oh, Mr. Sylvius!”

“A doctor!  Why not send for my friend, the famous Doctor Bork, of Christiania?  All this ado about a mere scratch, what nonsense!”

“But even a mere scratch may become a very serious thing if not properly attended to,” remarked Joel.

“Well, Joel, will you tell me why you are so very anxious for this to become serious?”

“Indeed, I am not, sir; God forbid!”

“Oh, well, He will preserve you and me, and all Dame Hansen’s household, especially if pretty little Hulda here will be kind enough to give me some attention.”

“Certainly, Mr. Sylvius.”

“All right, my friends.  I shall be as well as ever in four or five days.  How could a man help getting well in such a pretty room?  Where could one hope for better care than in this excellent inn?  This comfortable bed, with its mottoes, is worth a great deal more than all the nauseous prescriptions of the faculty.  And that quaint window overlooking the valley of the Maan!  And the stream’s soft, musical murmur that penetrates to the remotest corner of my cozy nest!  And the fragrant, healthful scent of the pines that fills the whole house!  And the air, this pure exhilarating mountain air!  Ah! is not that the very best of physicians?  When one needs him one has only to open the window and in he comes and makes you well without cutting off your rations.”

He said all this so gayly that it seemed as if a ray of sunshine had entered the house with him.  At least, this was the impression of the brother and sister, who stood listening to him, hand in hand.

All this occurred in a chamber on the first floor, to which the professor had been conducted immediately upon his arrival; and now, half reclining in a large arm-chair, with his injured limb resting upon a stool, he gratefully accepted the kindly attentions of Joel and Hulda.  A careful bathing of the wound with cold water was the only remedy he would use, and in fact no other was needed.

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