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About one o'clock we stopped and began to feed our horses, as the grass just there was very good. Here we thought ourselves in safety. We saw many calming indications. On the mountains were seen the grazing herds of reindeers and yaks and approaching Soyots confirmed our supposition. Here behind the Tannu Ola the Soyots had not seen the Red soldiers.
Two or three females, also bearing lights, followed him. He stopped on the lowest stair. "Whom have we here?" he exclaimed; then advancing the lamp which he bore, the light fell full upon my face. "Ola!" he exclaimed; "Is it you?
He would have started in to cry if he hadn't found something else to think about soon; namely, a flock of big, gray birds, who lighted on the island. The little midget took him up to them, and told him their names, and what they said. And this was so funny that Per Ola forgot everything else.
The mettlesome little doctor felt the odds against him in the exchange of greetings. "Ola, Dawctah!" "Hé, Doctah, que-ce qui t'après fé?" "Ho, ho, compère Noyo!" "Comment va, Docta?" A light peppering of profanity accompanied each salute.
Cousin Hans received the impression that he was trying to snap his fingers; and presently Ola said, slowly, and clearly, in his monotonous and unsympathetic speaking voice: "Hope's clad in April green trommelommelom, trommelommelom;" you see, poor fellow, he could not sing. It was by the merest chance that Monsieur and Madame Tousseau came to Saint-Germain-en-Laye in the early days of September.
Now, it is necessary that we make a pause and build some place for our abode. Here is a post already half builded to our hands." "But if the savages return?" said Du Mesne. "Then we will fight," said John Law. "And right you are," replied Du Mesne. "Your reasoning is correct. I vote that we build here our station." "Myself also," said Tête Gris. And Pierre Noir nodded his assent in silence. "Ola!
Thereupon Ola gave a beautiful description of how brave the little girl had been, and of how she had won the admiration and sympathy of everyone. "Is that the girl you want to take into your tent?" asked the fisherman. "Yes," returned the Lapp.
"Let us have a smell of roast we want our dinner!" "Come Prophet, let us know whether anything is to happen before the twenty-four hours are over!" "Yes, yes, what's your last vision?" "Oh, he's got a dozen in his inside; they're the small change for a miracle!" "Ola, Frate, where are you? Never mind wasting the fuel!"
Cousin Ola thought of the pitiful part he had been playing all evening; his unsociableness weighed so much upon his mind that he answered the very stupidest thing he could have answered, he thought, the moment the words were out of his lips "I'm so sorry that I can't sing." "I suppose it's a family failing," answered the fair one, with a rapid glance.
Old Ola understood more Swedish than he was willing to have any one know, and he had overheard his son's remarks. While he was listening, it had suddenly flashed on him how he should handle this delicate matter of telling Jon Esserson that his daughter had come in search of him.
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