VIIII

When we returned Arnold arrived – and now he

lies here sleeping in my room.

I am tired – as it is 3-4 o’clock and will thus end the letter

I have begun work on a “foxglove print”. Meyer has

asked what I can sell it to him for – he

has provided us with many gifts – crates of fruit last year

and 50 kr. at Christmas, etc. I have only brought two of the blocks

here – and thought of trying to bluff

my way to quickly finishing a print if it’s possible – and then I

could maybe let him have it for 600 kr. – I

have not answered him yet – as I wanted to first

see how much time it took, and whether I can manage it.

Well then you must be well dear Engel and forget

any bad feelings between us. Say hello to all the children.

Best wishes from Bydal’s Kari (she will probably write

herself – but between us she is a bit surly and irritable these

days and replies rudely – and does not tolerate the slightest

criticism); but do not write to her about this –

she will just get worse. Well be well then and a thousand kisses

and greetings from your devoted

husband

Arnold is going up tomorrow! Says Kari

Bydal has invited him for a few days.

He doesn’t reply at all.

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