Part 28 (1/2)

”Don't do that, mother,” said John; ”you make me wish to kiss her head off.”

CHAPTER XXII.

”Oh, ye valleys! oh, ye mountains!

Oh, ye groves, and crystal fountains!

How I love, as liberty, By turns to come and visit ye!”

_The Complete Angler._

Axel's joy at the unexpected pleasure of seeing his sister and Hardy was unbounded, but when he heard he was going on board the yacht for a cruise, and then to return home, he was wild with delight.

They went to the theatre that evening, and to Rosenborg the next day, and the yacht left in the afternoon for Elsinore, and anch.o.r.ed for the night.

Mrs. Hardy preferred being at sea to staying longer at Copenhagen. The theatre with its excellent acting interested her, but the knowledge of the language was wanting, and detracted from her enjoyment of Holberg's dramatic genius, which for so many years has interested the Danish public. Rosenborg, with its rich and varied treasures for four hundred years, was a greater enjoyment to her, and is alone worth a visit to Copenhagen.

”We have supplies and coal on board, mother,” said Hardy, ”and we can run up the Swedish coast to Gothenborg and see the falls at Trollhattan, by starting early, and can then cruise down the Danish coast.”

”I think, John,” said Mrs. Hardy, ”I would rather go up to Christiania; we can write Pastor Lindal from Elsinore that we shall do so. We can lay to during the darker hours at many places, or, as we take a pilot from here to Christiania, can run on. The weather is calm.”

Helga had heard what Mrs. Hardy had said, and, as Hardy looked at her, she said, ”Where your mother pleases.”

The next day, at breakfast time after English fas.h.i.+on, the yacht was fifty miles from Elsinore, and sea life began. The decks were clean and everything in order. The fore-staysail was set, as well as the fore and main sails, to catch the wind from the westward, and the yacht ran steadily, to the comfort of all on board.

Hardy had every arrangement made for his mother's comfort, her chair and wraps and footstool were all placed on deck, as he knew she liked, and Helga watched him doing this with pleasure.

”I think, Helga,” he said, ”it may interest you to inspect the yacht.

Axel has been everywhere except up the masts.” And Hardy showed her the engines, the many contrivances for economizing s.p.a.ce, the compact little cooking-galley, and the berths for his own use and friends, as well as the little library they had on board, the stores and pantry.

”And now,” he said, ”as the sea air will make you hungry, and you are not accustomed to an English breakfast, what would you like for lunch?

There is a list of soups, also preserved meats, and a lot of things sent from Hardy Place.”

”I will have anything that has come from Hardy Place,” said Helga; and Hardy gave directions accordingly, to her subsequent approval.

They walked up and down the deck, and Hardy pointed out the different places on the coast on the chart, stopping at times to speak to Mrs. Hardy.

”I think this is the most delightful way of travelling. Hardy,” said Helga, ”and I recollect that you said so when you drove us to Esbjerg.

There is more living interest at sea; the changes and contrasts are greater, that is, in natural features.”

”You are right, Helga, except that you call me Hardy. Now, my name is John, positively John.”

”I cannot p.r.o.nounce it as you do,” said Helga, ”and I am afraid you will laugh at me. The name with us is spelt 'Jon,' p.r.o.nounced 'Yon.'

We have also 'Johan,' p.r.o.nounced 'Yohan.'”

”I am aware of the learning you exhibit, Helga; but, notwithstanding, my name is John, and if you do not call me so, I shall be obliged to kiss you until you do, and my mother will say I shall be quite justified in taking that course.”

Helga went and sat down by Mrs. Hardy.