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Updated: September 5, 2025
Now he understood; she had wanted to get him out of the way. And why? Surely 'twas as well to have him about the house. "Why can't you ever tell a man what's coming?" said he. "You make a bed for yourself and sleep in the little room," said Inger. As for that, it was not only a bedstead to make; there must be bedclothes to spread.
"Just to come up for a few days in the off time once, and look to the creatures here while we're away?" Ay, Oline would do that. "We'll see it's no loss to you after." Why, as to that, she'd leave it to them.... "And you're building again, I see. Now what'll that be for? Isn't there built enough?" Inger sees her chance and puts in here: "Why, you must ask him about that. I'm not to know."
Inger was she really grown so different in her heart through living among folk from the towns? The fact was that Inger had changed a good deal; she thought now less of their common good than of herself.
Inger brought in some milk for the visitors; they drank it, and she brought in some more. The Lensmand a surly fellow? He stroked Eleseus' hair, and looked at something the child was playing with. "Playing with stones, what? Let me see. H'm, heavy. Looks like some kind of ore." "There's plenty such up in the hills," said Isak. The Lensmand came back to business.
They came first of all to Breidablik, and the Breidablik woman and her children came out to see who it was going by. There sat Inger and the two boys, driving down lordly-wise the boys on their way to school, nothing less, and Inger wearing a cloak.
A spinning-wheel and carding-combs at a pinch; even the beads perhaps, though they were over fine to be come by in any way proper and natural. But a cow, picked up straying on the road, maybe, or in a field it would be missed in no time, and have to be found. Inger stepped out of the shed, and said with a proud little laugh: "It's only me. I've brought my cow along." "H'm," said Isak.
"Rain? not a bit of it. Don't know what you're talking about." "Ah, it's no good pretending," said Inger. Isak was pretending ay, that was it. Rain it was, sure enough, and a good heavy shower but as soon as it had rained enough to spoil Isak's lichen, it stopped. The sky was blue. "What did I say," said Isak, stiff-necked and hard.
Now Inger was a monster and a deformity to look at; 'twas all wrong, of course, but she swelled with pride for all that. Even a Lapp can gladden a mother's heart. "If it wasn't that your sack there's so full, I'd find you something to put in it," says Inger. "Nay, 'tis more than's worth your while." Inger goes inside with the child on her arm; Eleseus stays outside with the Lapp.
Inger is a matchless woman, after all; and with a full heart, "I've not been as I ought towards you," she says, "and I'm that sorry about it." The simple words move him; this barge of a man is touched, ay, he wants to comfort her, knowing nothing of what is the matter, but only that there is none like her. "Naught to cry about, my dear," says Isak. "There's none of us can be as we ought."
"What's in your mind now?" she asks, to soften him with a hint of the way he thinks out some new grand thing almost every day. But Isak is sullen, terribly sullen and stern; he says: "Nay, I don't know." And Inger again, foolish that she is ugh, keeps on talking and asking and will not go. "Seeing as you've seen it yourself," says he at last, "I'm getting up this stone here."
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