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Updated: May 31, 2025
"Then I shall never come down!" "Very well," said Amrei, and she went away with her berries. But before she had gone far, she sat down behind a pile of wood and started to make a wreath, every now and then peeping out to see if Damie was not coming. She put the wreath on her head.
"Oh, yes, you are right there!" cried Amrei; and then the stranger said: "Would you venture to go out into the field with me?" "Yes." "And do you trust me?" "Yes." "But what will your people say?" "I have nobody but myself to give account of my actions to; I am an orphan." Hand in hand the two went out of the dancing-room.
The farmer's wife showed her fondness of Barefoot by accompanying the girl as far as the yard, as she would have done to a visitor who had eight horses in the stable. There was already a great crowd of people assembled when Amrei arrived at the dancing-floor. At first she stood timidly on the threshold.
And while Amrei hung around the mother's neck, and would not let her go, the old man struck his red cane on the table and cried: "Where's that good-for-nothing, John? Here's a fellow who sends his bride for us to take care of, and goes wandering about the world himself! Who ever heard of such a thing?"
"Then I'll tell you: 'In the oven this is best, 'tis said, That it never itself doth eat the bread." And then, pointing to the wagons before the house, Amrei asked: "What's full of holes, and yet holds? " and without waiting for a reply, she gave the answer: "A chain!" "Now you must let me ask you these riddles," said Damie. And Amrei replied: "Yes, you may ask them.
Damie was handy at the work, and boasted because his red cross was finished sooner than his sister's. Amrei looked at him fixedly and made no answer; but when Damie said, "That will please father," she struck him on the back and said: "Be quiet!" Damie began to cry, perhaps louder than he really meant to. Then Amrei called out: "For heaven's sake, forgive me! forgive me for doing that to you.
Black Marianne gave him a coat that had belonged to her slain husband; Damie felt a terrible repugnance at putting it on, and Amrei, who had before spoken of her father's coat as something sacred, now found just as many arguments to prove that there was nothing in a coat after all, and that it did not matter in the least who had once worn it.
Something was now coming along the road with a great cackling and with a cloud of dust flying before it. It was a flock of geese returning from the pasture on the Holderwasen. Amrei abstractedly imitated their cackling for a long time. Then her eyes closed and she fell asleep. An entire spring-array of blossoms had burst forth in this young soul.
Crappy Zachy looked at Barefoot for a longtime, and then shook his head; evidently he did not know her. Amrei crept along close to the wall, and so out of the room again. She ran across Farmer Dominic, whose face was radiant with joy today. "Beg pardon," said he; "does the mistress belong to the wedding guests?" "No, I am only a maid. I came with Farmer Rodel's daughter, Rose." "Good!
"What's the name of the place?" "Haldenbrunn." "Oh! Have you come all the way from there on foot?" "No, somebody let me ride with him. He's the son of the Farmer yonder a good, honest man." "Ah, at his age I should have let you ride with me too!" They had now come to the farm, and the old man went with Amrei into the room and cried: "Mother, where are you?"
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