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There was nothing Pelle found so exciting as trials of strength, and he worked hard so as to get done and go over there. Gustav, who was generally the most eager, continued to stand and vent his ill-nature upon the pupil. "There must be money there!" said Bodil, thoughtfully. "Yes, you should try him; perhaps you might become a farmer's wife.
When they had finished, the head man knocked on the table with the handle of his knife, and Karna came in with two dishes of porridge and a pile of bread-and-dripping. "Where's Bodil to-day?" asked Gustav. "How should I know? Her bed was standing untouched this morning," answered Karna, with an exulting look. "It's a lie!" cried Gustav, bringing down his spoon with a bang upon the table.
There was nothing Pelle found so exciting as trials of strength, and he worked hard so as to get done and go over there. Gustav, who was generally the most eager, continued to stand and vent his ill-nature upon the pupil. "There must be money there!" said Bodil, thoughtfully. "Yes, you should try him; perhaps you might become a farmer's wife.
"Of the world?" says Pelle, in a contemptuous tone. "I want to go out into the world and see things what's in the books is only lies. But go on." And Morten goes on, good-natured as always. And in the midst of his narrative something suddenly occurs to him, and he pulls a paper packet from his breast-pocket: "That's chocolate from Bodil," he says, and breaks the stick in two.
Then he shot up into the air, turning round as he did so, and came down on one heel and went on turning round like a top, making himself smaller and smaller as he turned, and then exploded in a leap and landed in the lap of Bodil, who threw her arms about him in delight.
Gustav looked as if he were going to throw himself into the battle again, and a sullen expression overspread his face; but then he began to sway like a tree chopped at the roots, and sank to the ground. Bodil was the first to come to his assistance. With a cry she ran to him and threw her arms about him.
In the driving-seat sat a broad-shouldered farmer in a fur coat, and beside him, wrapped up from head to foot, sat Hans Peter, while at the back, on the floor of the cart, lay the pretty Bodil on a little hay, shivering with cold. It was the pupil's father who had brought back the two fugitives, whom he had found in lodgings in the town.
Kongstrup held the paper out in a theatrical attitude and read: "When you read this, I shall have gone forever. Bodil and I have agreed to run away to-night. My stern father will never give his consent to our union, and therefore we will enjoy the happiness of our love in a secret place where no one can find us.
"You're a nice one to make promises!" said Bengta, standing still, and they all set down their milk-pails and talked it over. "I wonder whether Bodil hasn't?" said Karna. "No," answered Maria, "for she sent the ten krones she had by her to her mother the other day." Mons dashed his cap to the floor and gave a leap. "I'll go up to the Old Gentleman himself," he said.
Gustav walked about in his Sunday clothes with a bundle under his arm, and looked on. "Why don't you get to work?" asked the bailiff. "Get your horses put in." "You said yourself I might be free to-day," said Gustav, making a grimace. He was going out with Bodil. "Ah, so I did! But that'll be one cart less. You must have a holiday another day instead." "I can't do that."
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