The Visionary: Pictures From Nordland

y, possibly by reason of what had passed, still quieter and sadder. My father was restlessly ac

ge, was on a visit at a house some miles away and was to co

was driven by the weather in to our station, in a rather damaged condition, which, with the

ard, with iron-grey hair, black eyes, and large features. With him was his son, Antonio

service in the getting in the cargo, now invited him

were often obliged to have recourse to a phrase-book, it was soon evident that they were both very agreeable men. Their

pecially on Christmas Eve, my father used to be excessively melancholy. While gaiety filled the whole house, and the smartly-dressed servants kept Christmas round the

's account; but he was silent and dejected the whole time, as if he were only lon