Pelle the Conqueror — Volume 04 by Nexø, Martin Andersen, 1869-1954

No--no, Ellen could not understand that all the same, with the little they had to offer. And Brun, who could afford to pay for all the comforts that could be had for money! "If he came, I should have to have new table-linen at any rate, and good carpets on the floors, and lots of other things."

"You can have them too," said Pelle. "Of course we'll have everything as nice as we can, though Brun's quite as easily pleased as we are."

That might be so, but Ellen was the mistress of the house, and there were things she could not let go. "If Mr. Brun would like to live with us, he shall be made comfortable," she said; "but it's funny he doesn't propose it himself, for he can do it much better than we can."

"No, it must come from us--from _you,_ Ellen. He's a little afraid of you."

"Of me?" exclaimed Ellen, in dismay. "And I who would--why, there's no one I'd sooner be kind to! Then I'll say it, Pelle, but not just now." She put up her hands to her face, which was glowing with pleasure and confusion at the thought that her little home was worth so much.

Pelle went back to the sitting-room. Brun was sitting on the sofa with Boy Comfort on his knee. "He's a regular little urchin!" he said. "But he's not at all like his mother. He's got your features all through."

"Ellen isn't his mother," said Pelle, in a low voice.

"Oh, isn't she! It's funny that he should have those three wrinkles in his forehead like you; they're like the wave-lines in the countenance of Denmark. You both look as if you were always angry."

"So we were at that time," said Pelle.

"Talking of anger"--Brun went on--"I applied to the police authorities yesterday, and got them to promise to give up their persecution of Peter Dreyer, on condition that he ceases his agitation among the soldiers."

"We shall never get him to agree to that; it would be the same thing as requiring him to swear away his rights as a man. He has taught himself, by a great effort, to use parliamentary expressions, and nobody'll ever get him to do more. In the matter of the Cause itself he'll never yield, and there I agree with him. If you mayn't even fight the existing conditions with spiritual weapons, there'll be an end of everything."

"Yes, that's true," said Brun, "only I'm sorry for him. The police keep him in a perpetual state of inflammation. He can't have any pleasure in life."

XVI

Pelle was always hoping that Peter Dreyer would acquire a calmer view of life. It was his intention to start a cooperative business in the course of the spring at Aarhus too, and Peter was appointed to start it. But his spirit seemed incurable; every time he calmed down a little, conditions roused him to antagonism again. This time it was the increase of unemployment that touched him.