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Early that morning she had tearfully kissed them all good-by and had begun her journey to that haven of rest from old country oppressions America. She and her mother had planned it, and the father had at last given his consent. It was all the outcome of Hr. Bogstad's persistent devotions to the family on the island in the lake. Tiring of the scenery, Signe took from a bundle a letter.
Bogstad and Signe had proffered their help, but they had been ordered into the house and Signe was told to prepare the evening meal. When Hansine came in, she found the table set with the cheese, milk, butter, and black bread, while Signe and Hr. Bogstad sat by the large fireplace watching a pot of boiling cream mush. The object of Hr. Bogstad's visit was plain enough.
Hagbert fetched the boat, took in his passenger, and his strong arms soon sent the light craft to the other bank. "A thousand thanks, Hagbert," she said, as she sprang out, and then climbed up the steep path, and watched him pull back. He was a strong, handsome fellow, too, a poor fisherman, yet somehow, she felt easier in his company than in Hr. Bogstad's. Signe found no one at home.
Henrik mingled more freely with his tenants at Nordal, and they soon became aware of a change in him. He gave them good treatment. Sometimes, there were Sunday services in the large parlor of the Bogstad residence, and the people were invited to attend. They turned out, it must be admitted, more because of Hr. Bogstad's invitation than because of any enthusiasm on their part.
Bogstad's letter, the folks at home, the uncertain future, all seemed to mingle and to form one chain of thought, which ended only when the train rolled into the glass-covered station at Christiania. With a firm grasp on her valise, she picked her way through the crowd with its noise and bustle, and placed herself safely in the care of a hackman, who soon set her down at her lodgings.
There was a basin of lard and several basins of meal in the background. I stood a while and gazed at these eatables; but as I had no money wherewith to buy, I turned quickly away and continued my tramp. I went very slowly, passed by Majorstuen, went on, always on it seemed to me for hours, and came at length at Bogstad's wood. I turned off the road here, and sat down to rest.
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