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He took the opportunity of telling them that the capital had a population of half a million. "Have you counted them, father?" exclaimed Sister, in perplexity, taking hold of his sleeve. "Why, of course father hasn't, you little donkey!" said Lasse Frederik. "One might be born while he was counting!" Then they were at the cock again, which both began and ended the book.
She had to pack her things, and after dinner was driven away. She looked good and gentle as she always did; one would have thought she was a perfect angel if one had not known better. Next morning Gustav's bed was empty. He had vanished completely, with chest, wooden shoes and everything. Lasse looked on at all this with a man's indulgent smile children's tricks!
And the iron bedstead we found that there; I've tied a leg to it. And yesterday mother came in carrying those curtains, and hung them up. A good thing there are people who have so much that they have to throw it on the dust-heap!" Lasse was quite cheerful; things seemed to be going well with him; and the old woman looked after him as if he had been the love of her youth.
"It all went uncommonly well for you to-day," said Lasse proudly; "and now you're a man, you know." "Yes, now you must begin to look about for a sweetheart," said Karl Johan. Pelle only laughed. In the afternoon they had a holiday. Pelle had first to go up to his master and mistress to thank them for his clothes and receive their congratulations.
"No, and she herself won't hear of it. If he could only keep life in her a little while longer!" "Yes, times are hard!" said Lasse, and went round to look at the children. They were all asleep, and their room seemed heavy with their breathing. "The flock's getting much smaller."
He was perspiring freely, and did not look entirely satisfied. The next scene which was conjured up on the stage was a forest. It was wonderfully fine, with pelargoniums blooming on the ground, and a spring which was flowing out of something green. "That is a covered beer-barrel!" said Pelle, and now Lasse too could see the tap, but it was wonderfully natural.
In olden days the matter might have been settled by a good thrashing, but now things had to be arranged so that they would be lasting; he could no longer buy cheaply. When helping Lasse Frederik in organizing the milk- boys, he pocketed his pride and introduced features from the great conflict in order to show that he was good for something too.
Pelle performed the operation once more, and gave a final polish with the sleeve of his blouse. Lasse lifted his hand again; he looked greatly oppressed. "You might keep quiet then!" he said irritably to Pelle, who was standing as still as a mouse.
And Pelle himself was not so set on going; it was no particular pleasure nowadays to go home. Karna was ill, and Father Lasse had enough to do to keep her in good spirits. He himself was valiant enough, but it did not escape Pelle that as time went on he was sinking deeper into difficulties.
She even trusted him to sit with the little one, and he was never so pleased as when she wished to go out and sent for him accordingly. So little Lasse succeeded, merely by his advent, in abolishing all misunderstandings, and Pelle blessed him for it. He was the deuce of a fellow already one day he threw Lasse and Ellen right into one another's arms!
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