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"And I won't take them!" cried Damie, and he spat out a bit of wood. "And I'll tell her that she must buy you a knife too. I shall stay home all day today she's coming to see us." "Yes, if she were only there already," replied Damie without knowing what he said; for a feeling that he had been slighted made him jealous and reproachful.
Mind that you help me call, too, and then we'll have another talk with her." So said Amrei; for the children were still waiting there for Dame Landfried. The cracking of a whip sounded in the village. There was a trampling and splashing of horses' feet in the slushy street, and a carriage came rolling along. "You shall see that it's father and mother coming in a coach to fetch us," cried Damie.
And that was good, though it was not of much use; for the Council declared to Damie that he was to be sent away from the place, that he had no right to remain there, perhaps to become a burden on the community once more. All the members were astonished when Barefoot answered "Yes, you can send him away but do you know when?
I bring myself, and you're to go with me. Do you know, Amrei, that it's not at all right for you not to like your uncle. You'd better come here and sit down beside me nearer still. You see, your brother Damie is much more sensible. He looks more like our family, but you belong to us too." A maid now came in with some man's clothing, which she laid on the table.
And, after all, with my uncle, it's like this: 'I am doing you a good turn, and you must repay me. If he's severe with me, and with Damie, because he's awkward, and we have to run away, where in this wide, strange world are we to go? Here everybody knows us, and every hedge, every tree has a familiar face. 'You know me, don't you? she said, looking up at the tree. 'Oh, if you could but speak!
Had the well-to-do farmer's wife eyes for Amrei only out by the last house, and when they were alone, and did she not know her when other people were present? Are only the children of rich people noticed then, and the children of relatives? Amrei was startled when she suddenly heard this thought, which had begun to stir gently within her, uttered aloud; it was Damie who uttered it.
Damie, however, made no reply, and stood with both hands resting on the neck of one of the horses. "What is it? Why don't you speak? Have you hurt yourself?" "I have not hurt myself, but the fire has hurt me." "What's the matter?" "All I have is lost all my clothes and my little bit of money! I've nothing now but what's on my back." "And are father's clothes burnt too?"
Rose pushed in ahead of him and handed him a coal with the tongs, standing, as she did so, directly in front of Barefoot, who was still sitting on the hearth by the chimney. She knew of nobody to whom she dared intrust so delicate a commission; she thought of Damie, but remembered that he was not allowed to enter the village.
He is come!" Barefoot felt her knees tremble, and she cried in a broken voice: "Where is he? Where?" "At my grandfather's, in Mossbrook Wood!" "Where? Who? Who sent you?" "Your Damie he's down yonder in the woods." Barefoot was obliged to sit down on the stone bench in front of the house; but only for a minute. Then she pulled herself together and stood up stiffly with the words: "My brother?
A cart belonging to Hirlingen was passing through the village; Damie hailed it, and quickly loaded his possessions on it. Then he walked with his sister, hand in hand, out of the village, and Barefoot sought to cheer him up by saying: "Do you remember the riddle I asked you there by the oven?" "No." "Think: What is best about the oven?" "No."
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