She told me that Ingolf had quite given up his studies, and
it was Hadda Padda who made him take them up again. ... From
Christmas on, last year, he studied from morning to night,--and
now he will pass his examination, and begin here as an attorney.
Then they will probably marry next autumn.
LADY ANNA [_nods_]. He must be kind to Hrafnhild--she is more than
just fond of him. Have you noticed that she is beginning to
resemble him?
THE JUDGE. Now, in spite of everything, I think we are beginning
to grow old; our sight is failing us.
LADY ANNA. Not my sight. Listen to me. You should have seen her
with the flowers this summer while she was home. When she watered
them, she talked with them as if they could understand her. It was
as if she returned every rise of fragrance with a smile. And the
flowers thrived and blossomed, as if they absorbed her tenderness.
THE JUDGE. I have noticed something else lately: that every time
she comes into a room it is as though the air were filled with the
beauty of peace. I could have myself blindfolded, and all Reykavik
could walk through the room on soles of velvet--when SHE entered I
could recognize her by the delightful calm that accompanies her.
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