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All her deliberations brought her to this one conclusion: "He's right in going, and I'm right, too, in staying here." She felt inwardly glad that Damie could make such a bold resolve at any rate, it showed manly determination.
Now it will give you a good appearance if you arrive at the farm in such respectable clothes; then your fellow-servants will see where you come from, and what worthy parents you had." Damie saw that this was sensible, and Barefoot induced old Farmer Rodel with considerable difficulty, for he did not want to give up the clothes so soon to hand the garments over to Damie.
"Well, then, think it over you are sensible enough," said the uncle, to conclude the matter. He then closed the shutters again, so that they stood in the dark, and hurried the children out of the room and through the vestibule, locked the outside door, and went to take the key back to Coaly Mathew. After that he started for the village with Damie alone.
In truth, a strange difference had developed itself between brother and sister; Damie had a certain begging propensity, and then again the next minute showed a kind of pride; Barefoot, on the other hand, was always good-natured and yielding, but was nevertheless supported by a certain self-respect, which was never detracted from by her willingness to work and oblige.
His voice appealed to her, but when she looked at him, she felt as if she would have liked to run away. Damie now came with the key. Amrei started to take it from him, but he would not give it up. With the peculiar pedantic conscientiousness of a child he declared that he had faithfully promised Coaly Mathew's wife to give it to nobody but his uncle.
My Damie?" "Yes, Barefoot's Damie," said the boy, bluntly; "and he promised that you would give me a kreutzer if I would run and tell you. So now give me a kreutzer." "My Damie will give you three." "Oh, no!" said the boy, "he's been whimpering to my grandfather because he hadn't a kreutzer left." "I haven't one now either," said Barefoot, "but I'll promise you one."
"We must go to school," said Amrei, and she turned quickly with her brother through the garden-path back into the village. As they passed Farmer Rodel's barn, Damie said: "They've threshed a great deal at our guardian's today." And he pointed to the bands of threshed sheaves that hung over the half-door of the barn, as evidence of accomplished work. Amrei nodded silently.
"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.
The horse laid his head across the neck of the other and stared at Damie, who went on: "And when I joyfully went to tell the farmer that I had saved all his cattle, he said: 'You needn't have done it they were all well insured, and I would have been paid good money for them. 'Yes, thinks I to myself, 'but to have let the poor beasts die, is that nothing?
In school Damie was always up to mischief; he shuffled his feet and turned down the leaves of the books with his fingers as he read. Amrei, on the other hand, was always bright and attentive, though she often wept in the school, not for the punishment she herself received, but because Damie was so often punished. Amrei could please Damie best by telling him the answers to riddles.
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