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tirely gone. Sunburnt and vigorous, as he stood there among the pale-faced townsmen, he seemed more than ever full of power. The old dyer, therefore, made signs to Sivert Jespersen, and began to move, as if he would depart. But Sivert Jespersen had made up his mind to fathom Hans Nilsen's secret, or, at all events, to secure, for himself and the elders some hold upon the overbearing young man. "We have been talking among ourselves," he began. "We have been talking about you, dear Hans Nilsen; yes, we have, indeed. We are all of opinion that you made use of very strong expressions that day--you remember, no doubt--at my house." "I spoke with warmth, and if my words were too severe, I beg of you all to forgive me. I thought it necessary; but there was no want of charity in my heart." "There is not one of us who supposes that there was, Hans Nilsen," said the old dyer. "No, that there was not," continued Sivert Jespersen; "but what makes us anxious is the look of dejection which we have observed in you ever since. You are still young, Hans Nilsen, and we are old--at all events, we are all your seniors. We know full well to what temptations young blood is exposed, and if you have met with a downfall at the hands of Satan, we would willingly endeavour to raise you up again." Hans Nilsen Fennefos looked from one to the other with a piercing glance, and it seemed to them that it rested for a painfully long time upon Endre Egeland. "I thank you all, but God has been merciful. I require no such aid as that which you offer." "How glad I am to hear it!" said Sivert Jespersen, with effusion. "But--do not be angry with me, dear friend--if we are outwardly preserved from falling, we should never forget what has been written about thoughts, words, and passions." "Will any of you, I wonder, cast the first stone?" said Hans Nilsen, looking calmly round. No one responded, and Sivert Jespersen's next neighbour touched him with his foot as a hint to stop. But it was too late. Fennefos had made up his mind, and, rising quickly, spoke thus-- "Dear brothers and friends, I did indeed use hard words the last time I addressed you. I came from scenes of poverty and found prosperity. I came from affliction, and found ease. I came from hunger and want, and I found myself at the rich man's table. "I therefore remembered the rule which Hauge had left for our guidance: "'The elders must not connive at any depravity am
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