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Updated: June 13, 2025
The Lapps, as being dirty and despised, were got rid of as soon as possible. Erica and Frolich returned to their breakfast-table, to make the new arrangements now necessary, and place the fruits and spices. Erica closely examined the piece of Gammel cheese brought by the Lapps, and then, with glowing cheeks, called Frolich to her. "What now?" said Frolich.
The poor animal struggled violently when it found its head no longer at liberty, and, by throwing out its legs, gave Oddo an opportunity to catch and fasten it by the hind leg, so as to decide its fate completely. It could now only start from side to side, and threaten with its head when the household gathered round to congratulate Oddo and Frolich on the success of their hunting.
"There! let her go!" cried Frolich, looking after Stiorna, as she walked away slowly, trailing her lure after her. "She may knit all her ill-humour into her stocking, if she likes, as Hund is to wear it, and that is better than putting it into our cheese. Erica," said the kind-hearted girl. "You are worth a hundred of her.
Stiorna, for her part, was offended at the wish, openly expressed by all, that Hund might not be the person sent; she was sure he was the only proper person, but she saw that he would meet with no welcome, except from her. Scarcely a word was spoken till Erica and Frolich were about their cheese-making the next morning.
Erica found that this free leave to cry unseen was a great help towards stopping her tears; and she ceased weeping entirely while listening to all that Frolich had to say in favour of Rolf being still alive and safe. It was no great deal that could be said; only that Hund's news was more likely to be false than true, and that there was no other evidence of any accident having happened.
Frolich bounded away over the grass, declaring that if it was the bishop, going to her father's, she could not possibly stay on the mountain for all the cheeses in Nordland.
The fact was confirmed by M. Kollsen, who next appeared, musing as he rode, with a countenance of extreme gravity. He would fain have denied that his bishop was smiling upon Lapps who wore charms; but he could not. He muttered that it was very extraordinary. "Quite as much so," whispered Erica to Frolich, "as that the Holiest should be found in the house of a publican."
When all was to her mind, she begged Erica to step over, and inform Olaf that she was ready. When Erica opened the door, she instantly drew back, and shut it again. "What now?" asked Frolich. "Are all the bears in the porch?" "Olaf is there," replied Erica, in a whisper, "talking with Hund."
Then he was ready to bring home the goats again, long before sunset, for, by this time, the sun set late, and to take his turn at mending any fence that might have been injured by the spring-floods; and then he never forgot to wash and dress himself, and go in for his grandmother's blessing; and after all, he was not too tired to sit up as late as if he were a man, even till past nine sometimes, spending the last hour of the evening in working at the bell-collars which Hund had left half done, and which must be finished before the cattle went to the mountain: or, if the young ladies were disposed to dance, he was never too tired to play the clarionet, though it now and then happened that the tune went rather oddly; and when Orga and Frolich looked at him, to see what he was about, his eyes were shut, and his fingers looked as if they were moving of their own accord.
Erica forgot heat, weariness, and the safety of her property, and ran on towards the singing voice. In five minutes she found the singer, Frolich, lying along the ground and picking cloud-berries with which she was filling her basket for supper. "Where is Erlingsen? quick quick!" cried Erica. "My father? You may just see him with your good eyes, up there."
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