CHAPTER XXIV.
The young Consul's death did not bring with it any great changes, either in the household or in the business. Everything was in such a solid and well regulated condition, that it kept on going like a good machine. The new driver had as much as he could manage, and there were some who thought that the more delicate parts of the complicated mechanism would be likely to suffer under his hands.
At the same time, no one could say of Morten that he did not bring great energy to bear on his new duties. Now, indeed, it was almost impossible to find him; he was continually on the go between the town and Sandsgaard. His carriage might be seen waiting at the most unlikely corners, or all of a sudden he would pop up out of a boat at the quay, tear off to the office, call out something to the bookkeeper, and flash out of the door again. But when the book keeper hurried after him, to ask what the instructions were, all he saw was a glimpse of the dog-cart as it turned the corner.
