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Updated: May 12, 2025
"H'm," said Isak, and this time words were on the very tip of his tongue. What was it Oline had done? Not exactly murder, perhaps, but something not far from it. He could speak in deadly earnest of that sixteenth goat. But he could not stand there for ever, in the middle of the room, saying nothing. "H'm," he said. "Ho! So there's but fifteen goats there now, you say?"
"So as not to be altogether without. And it's not much; only a Daler now and then." "Ay, that's just it," said Isak harshly. "A Daler now and a Daler then...." But his harshness was all because he missed Eleseus himself, and wanted him home. "It makes too many Dalers in the long run," said he. "I can't keep, on like this; you must write and tell him he can have no more."
Now and again the monotony of the wilderness was broken by the sight of a passing Lapp, or by something happening to one of the animals on the place, then all would be as before. Once there came a number of men at once; they rested at Sellanraa, and had some food and a dish of milk; they asked Isak and Oline about the path across the hills; they were marking out the telegraph line, they said.
"Ay, you're getting on; building and getting on you are. Painted doors to the house, and a clock on the wall 'tis a new grand house you're building, I suspect." "You, with your foolish talk ..." says Isak. But he is pleased all the same, and says to Inger: "Couldn't you make a bit of a dish of nice cream custard for one that comes a-visiting?"
Inger and Isak looked at each other. "Sellanraa?" said the Lensmand. He must have invented it out of his own head; maybe it was not a name at all. But he only nodded, and said again, "Sellanraa!" and drove off. Settled again, at a guess, anything would do. The name, the price, the boundaries....
"Ay, there's talk of it about, and how it cuts quicker than a hundred scythes. And what haven't you got, Isak, with all your means and riches! Priest, our way, he's got a new plough with two handles; but what's he, compared with you, and I'd tell him so to his face." "Sivert here'll show you the machine; he's better at working her than his father," said Isak, and went out. Isak went out.
Are you asleep, Isak?" "No." "And what do you think, she knew me again; knew me at once, and followed me like a lamb. We lay up in the hills a bit last night." "Ho?" "But she'll have to be tied up through the summer, all the same, or she'll be running off. A cow's a cow." "Where's she been before?" asked Isak at last. "Why, with my people, where she belonged.
"We've poles enough," says the engineer, "but it would be easier to take them from your ground up there, and save transport." "I've no timber to spare myself," says Isak. "I want to get up a bit of a saw and do some cutting; there's some more buildings I'll need to have ready soon." Here Brede Olsen put in a word, and says: "If I was you, Isak, I'd sell them poles."
Sivert and Leopoldine stayed behind to look after the place. Then they rowed in a boat across the lake, and that was a deal easier than before, when they had had to walk round all the way. But half-way across, as Inger unfastened her dress to nurse the child, Isak noticed something bright hung in a string round her neck; whatever it might be.
Everything worked out easily in her life, no hitch anywhere. But what a mercy, after the way she had sinned! it was more than she had any right to expect. Ay, she was fortunate, fortunate. Isak himself actually noticed something one day, and asked her straight out: "Looks to me as if you're on the way again; what do you say yourself?" "Ay, Lord be thanked, 'tis surely so," she answered.
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