En for en kom de inn i stuen, tiden sank lydløst tyve år tilbake og, omvirvlet av røyksløret, sto de gjenkomnes ansikter, der, lyse og sorgløst smilende som den gang de reiste –
Losoldermannen og Andreas talte seg mere og mere hissig inn i erindringen og plutselig synes også losoldermannen å bli grepet av forestillingen om, at stuen var befolket av for lengst forsvunne eller døde, han så seg engstelig om.
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One by one they entered the living room; time silently receded twenty years, and, swirled by the veil of smoke, the faces of the returnees stood there, bright and carefree, smiling as when they left. The master-pilot and Andreas talked themselves more and more furiously into the memory. Suddenly, the master-pilot also seemed to be seized by the idea that the living room was populated by those who had long since disappeared or died; he looked around anxiously.
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