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Updated: June 26, 2025
That evening, when we were back home, the Lensmand came out and talked to us of this and that, and asked: "Didn't you say you'd been working for Captain Falkenberg at Ovrebo?" "Yes." "I see he's invented a machine." "A machine?" "A patent saw for timber work. It's in the papers." I started at this. Surely he hadn't invented my patent saw? "There must be some mistake," I said.
I sat down in the big, well-lighted kitchen to the best meal I had had for a long time. I had just finished when the Lensmand came out again. "Look here, you...." he began. I got up at once and stood straight as an arrow a piece of politeness which I fancy was not lost on him. "No, no, finish your meal, go on. Finished? Sure? Well, I've been thinking.... Come along with me."
If I had, they'd only have taken offence and put their own price on it. I suggested fifty Daler." "Ho. Fifty, you said? Not a hundred?" The Lensmand puckered his brow and thought a moment. "As far as I recollect it was fifty. Yes...." "And where will you be going, now?" asked Isak. "Over to Vesterbotten, to my wife's people." "'Tis none so easy that way at this time of year." "I'll manage.
Ay, this was good to hear after all the disgrace of it. Axel, at any rate, was so touched that he felt he must do something, give Fru Heyerdahl something or other, whatever he could find a piece of meat perhaps, now autumn was come. He had a young bull.... Fru Lensmand Heyerdahl kept her word; she took Barbro to live with her.
And wasn't it Oline who had sent the hare? The Lensmand knew nothing about that. But in any case, he could not think of putting down such ignorant superstition in his report. "But my mother saw a hare just before I was born," said Inger.... The barn was finished; a great big place it was, with hay-stalls on both sides and a threshing-floor in the middle.
In a few years, perhaps, he might be a Lensmand, or perhaps a lighthouse keeper, or get into the Customs. There were so many roads open to a man with learning. However it might be, his mother came round, was drawn over to his point of view. Oh, she was so little sure of herself yet; the world had not quite lost its hold on her.
He moved close to her, and then she recited a little snatch of a song, four or five times, until the boy learned it, and it was the first thing he learned at school. "Dance!" cried the fiddle; Its strings all were quaking, The lensmand's son making Spring up and say "Ho!" "Stay!" called out Ola, And tripped him up lightly; The girls laughed out brightly, The lensmand lay low.
Isak was not a man to look about anxiously for what might come; he worked. Inger thanked the Lensmand, and hoped he would put in a word for them with the State. "Yes, yes. But I've no say in the matter myself. All I have to do is to say what I have seen, and what I think. How old is the youngest there?" "Six months as near as can be." "Boy or girl?" "Boy."
"I've no time to stand talking now," he said. "Going back tomorrow, are you? Good. Good-bye, then, and good luck to you." And Geissler strolled off across the street. On the boat going home, Axel encountered the Lensmand and his wife, Barbro and the two girls called as witnesses. "Well," said Fru Heyerdahl, "aren't you glad it turned out so well?"
"What were you doing there?" "Felling timber." "I don't know him he lives a long way off. But I've heard of him. Any papers from him?" I showed him what the Captain had written. "Come along with me," said the Lensmand abruptly. He led me round the house and into the kitchen. "Give this man a thorough good meal he's come a long way, and...."
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