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When Thyra, bright and fresh-looking, entered their own small living-room on the following morning, she found her father seated in his armchair, bent, pale, and tired.
The room, the double windows of which were seldom, if ever, opened, smelt strongly of the odour of overnight tobacco; the dirty vodka glasses were still upon the table, and as the grey, sunless light fell upon the rugged face of the burly old whaler the girl saw that something serious was amiss.