The Icelandic connection - 01.09.2010, Blaðsíða 21

Vol. S3 #2
ICELANDIC CONNECTION
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got up rather slowly. I thought he might
have hurt himself.
“I hope that you didn’t hurt yourself
too much,” I said, pushing closed the door
of the warehouse. “This heavy fall was
your own fault. Stand up. Be on your
way and don’t come here again!”
He stood up very slowly. He looked
at me in silence a few moments.
Then said in a low voice, “Tell me
something. Is it long till morning?”
“I cannot see my watch in this dark-
ness,” I said. “I am not here to tell people
long the night is. My job is to stay awake
here overnight and see to it that tramps
and evil men do not break into this ware-
house. Go away from here immediately.”
I said this reluctantly, because by
nature I am not very brave and am far
from being a strong man. I thought that
this young and healthy landsend man
could dare go where and whenever he
chose. He obviously had the strength of
three men my age.
“Since you are so inclined,” he said
quietly and slowly, “it is maybe best that
we part this time.”
“Yes, forever and ever,” I said.
He started off going slowly, in the
direction of the town.
The next night at midnight, I went
home to my cabin. 1 drank a full bowl of
hot tea in peace and quiet. 1 was not
aware of anyone about that night either in
the cabin or the warehouses, tt was the
night before Thursday. Four more nights
passed and all was quiet on the rounds I
had to patrol.
The next Monday morning when I
was going home and the workmen were
coming to the warehouses, one of the men
came my way. He told me that Milrnan
wanted to see me in his office at nine
o’clock that morning. I thought he was
going to let me go.
At nine o’clock that morning I
walked over to Milman’s office which
was near the warehouses. It so happened
that Milrnan was not present but was talk-
ing to a man in an adjacent room. One of
the clerks told me that Milrnan would be
coming any minute. The clerk asked me
to wait and showed me to a seat. When I
was seated I noticed a young man, tall and
well dressed sitting at a small desk in one
corner of the office. He was looking over
some papers which were on the desk. I
got a start when I looked at him, realizing
at once that he was the same man who
had come three times to me at midnight
dressed like a poor tramp. He soon
noticed that I had looked at him with
interest. He nodded his head. I pretend-
ed not to notice.
All at once he stood up, took the
papers off the desk and gave them to a
man who sat at a desk near me.
As he walked past me he looked at
me and said, “You likely recognize me. I
have visited you at least three times. I
stand with grateful thanks for your good
welcome.”
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