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Updated: June 13, 2025
They lay couched in the grass, all near each other, and within view, in the mild slanting sunshine, and here she intended to sit, on the bench outside the home-shed, and keep her eye on them till morning. "You are thinking of the Bishop of Tronyem's cattle," said Frolich. "I am, dear. This is Midsummer Eve, you know, when, as we think, all the spirits love to be abroad."
Erica hardly murmured these words; but Frolich caught them. "Do you know," said she, softly, after a pause, "I doubt whether we can find rest by going to any place, in this world or out of it, unless if The truth is, Erica, I know my father and mother think that people who are afraid of selfish and revengeful spirits, such as demons and Nipen, can never have any peace of mind.
Madame Erlingsen never did! and she now engaged one of the bishop's followers to ride forward with a certain bundle which Orga had carried on her lap. The man discharged his errand so readily that, on the arrival of the train, Frolich was seen so dressed, walking "in silk attire," as to appear to all eyes as the daughter of the hostess.
This thicket was so near the back of the dairy that the two were home in five minutes; yet they found Frolich almost as impatient as if they had been gone an hour. She asked whether their heathen worship was done at last, so that all might go to bed, or whether they were to be kept awake till midnight by more mummery?
"Have you found a way of telling fortunes with the hard cheese, as some pretend to do with the soft curds?" "Look here," said Erica. "What stamp is this? The cheese has been scraped, almost pared, you see: but they have left one little corner. And whose stamp is there?" "Ours," said Frolich, coolly. "This is the cheese you laid out on the ridge last night." "I believe it.
His daughters knew what he was thinking about, and after a moment's consultation, Frolich asked whether she and the maid Stiorna might not be the rowers. Nobody would have objected if Hund had not. The girls could row, though they could not hunt bears; and the weather was fair enough; but Hund shook his head, and went on preparing the boat.
It was now necessary to tell her that she would presently see Hund brought up to the seater a prisoner: and that the farm was no place for any but fighting-men this day. To save her feelings and temper, Erica asked her to watch the herd, leading them to a point whence she could soonest see the expected company mounting the uplands. Frolich shook her head often and mournfully over the breakfast.
This was puzzling. Who these women could be, and why they should choose to resort to the farm when its female inhabitants had left it for safety, it was difficult at first to imagine. But the truth soon occurred to Frolich.
He was not to be detained by any promise of berries and cream for supper. He put away the thought even of his hay, yet unfinished on the upland, and would not hear nothing that Frolich had to say of his fatigue at the end of a long working day.
"My dear!" exclaimed Erica; "where is he now, then? why is he not here? O, Frolich! I can hardly wonder that we are punished when I think of our presumption.
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