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She stood thus for a little while, leaning against his shoulder and looking down upon him like a mother, with eyes that were tranquil with the joy of possession. Pelle came bounding down across the yard, licking his lips. He had taken advantage of his mistress's preoccupation to steal down into the dairy and get a drink of sour cream from the girls, and tease them a little.
They stood in a semicircle round the desk, and tried to see into Fris's half-closed eyes; and then Pelle went up the two steps and laid his hand upon his master's shoulder. "We're going home," he said, in an unnatural voice. Fris's arm dropped stiffly down from the desk, and Pelle had to support his body. "He's dead!" the words passed like a shiver over the children's lips.
The number of the foreign strikebreakers must by every possible means be kept down, and in the first place supplies must be assured, so that the unemployed masses could keep famine at bay. In a vision, Pelle had beheld the natural solidarity of the workers extended over the whole earth, and now this vision was of service to him.
As he lay there, woe-begone, playing with a couple of bits of firewood, the elder-boughs behind the well parted, and a pair of big eyes stared at him wonderingly. It was only Manna. "Did they beat you or why are you crying?" she asked earnestly. Pelle turned his face away. Manna shook her hair back and looked at him fixedly. "Did they beat you? What?
Often, when Pelle brought out the work, Ellen had done the greater part of it during the day, and had only left what she did not understand. In return he devised little ways of pleasing her. In the new year the winter was not so severe. Already in February the first promise of spring was perceptible. One noticed it in Ellen.
Pelle saw nothing of this stagnant mood; he was occupied on all sides in keeping a whole skin and getting the utmost out of life; there were thousands of impressions of good and evil which had to be assimilated, and which made a balanced whole that remarkable thing, the town, of which Pelle never knew whether he felt inclined to bless it or curse it, or it always held him in suspense.
Put down my name for one!" said Peter, with a slightly ironical expression. "Thanks, comrade!" cried Pelle, joyfully shaking his hand. "But you'll do something for the cause?" Peter looked about him forlornly. "Horrible weather for you to be out in," he said, and he lighted Pelle down the stairs. Pelle went northward along Chapel Street. He wanted to look up Morten.
The whole could be had by taking over the stock and machinery at a valuation. The rent was rather high, but with that exception the conditions were favorable. "I think we'll arrange that the purchase and working capital shall bear interest and be sunk like a four per cent. credit-association loan," said Brun. "It's cheap money," answered Pelle.
"Now look at that! Is that you, Pelle?" she said, and she stood up to give him her hand. She was not quite sober, and had some difficulty in taking his. "That's nice of you to come, now I really thought we weren't good enough for you! Now, sit down and have a drop; it won't cost you anything." She motioned to him to take a seat. The sailors were out of humor; they sat staring sleepily at Pelle.
The two children wanted a little brother, and had agreed that Boy Comfort should sacrifice himself. "You mustn't do such things," said Ellen quietly. "You'll get a little brother in the spring anyhow." And she looked at Pelle with a loving glance. Work went on steadily in the cooperative works. It made no great stir; in the Movement they had almost forgotten that it existed at all.
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