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And they were being talked about, anyhow; it would not make much difference if he and the boy went as her lodgers, especially when they worked independently. But the boy was not to be persuaded; he was jealous for his father's honor. Whenever Lasse touched upon the subject he became strangely sullen. Lasse pretended it was Madam Olsen's idea, and not his.
Lasse looked at him with disapproval. Kalle caught himself up, apparently very much horrified. "Eh, what nonsense I'm talking! She lost the blindness of that eye, I ought to have said. Isn't that all wrong, too? You put somebody's eye out, and she begins to see! Upon my word, I think I'll set up as an eye-doctor after this, for there's not much difficulty in it." "What do you say?
It was a hymn-book. "Isn't it a beauty?" he said. "With a gold cross and clasp and then, it's your mother's." "What's the good of that to me?" asked Johanna. "I don't sing hymns." "Don't you?" said Lasse, hurt. "But your mother has never known but that you've kept the faith you had as a child, so you must forgive her this once."
And see now, of course, we could marry there is no impediment in either case. But that costs money and the times are hard. As for children coming, and asking to be brought into the world respectably, there's no danger of that." Pelle could not help smiling; the old man was so much in earnest. "Look in on us again soon you are always welcome," said Lasse.
It was not altogether strange to Lasse, for he had been on the island once before, about ten years ago; but he had been younger then, in full vigor it might be said, and had no little boy by the hand, from whom he would not be separated for all the world; that was the difference. It was the year that the cow had been drowned in the marl-pit, and Bengta was preparing for her confinement.
Yet I'm only just seventy, and on both my father's and mother's side we have almost all lived to ninety. Do you really think that's it? If they'd only let me set to work they'd soon see there's still strength in old Lasse! Many a younger fellow would sit on his backside for sheer astonishment.
The whole fleet set off and sailed far away to other parts of the world. The ships of the line steered a straight course to Asia, the frigates sailed to Africa, the brigs to America, and the schooners to Polynesia. But Little Lasse remained in Europe, and threw small stones out into the great sea.
"What do you want to know them for, father?" asked Pelle suddenly. "What do I want to know them for?" Lasse scratched one ear. "Why, of course I er what a terrible stupid question! What do you want to know them for? Learning's as good for the one to have as for the other, and in my youth they wouldn't let me get at anything fine like that. Do you want to keep it all to yourself?"
However, it was arranged that he should sleep the night at Due's, and in the evening they both went to the theater. "Is it here?" asked Lasse, astounded. They had come to a great building like a barn, before which a number of people were standing. But it was fine inside.
How the boy had grown, and how he had altered, bodily and in every way! Lasse had a feeling that he only reached up to Pelle's belt nowadays. He had grown terribly serious, and was quite the man; he looked as though he was ready to grasp the reins of something or other; you would never, to look at him, have thought that he was only a journeyman cobbler.
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