Odense

They said that it was so many years since a king had been in Odense, but that he certainly spoke in a foreign language.

My mother immediately sent me, not to the physician, but to a so-called wise woman some miles from Odense.

I passed only one day in Odense—I feel myself there more of a stranger than in the great cities of Germany.

Wilhelm remained behind in Odense; his coachman drove Otto, and they discoursed upon the way.

Sidsel is really put in prison, and will be taken to-morrow to Odense, to the red house by the river.