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Updated: June 28, 2025
"Not until the beginning of summer, after she has had her calf." "H'm," said Kjersti thoughtfully. By and by, as if to herself, she said: "I have often thought of going to see Randi, but have never done so. Before this spring is over, I must surely pay her a visit." Lisbeth Longfrock stayed a long time at Hoel that day.
And that is the way Lisbeth Longfrock happened to come toddling after Bearhunter to Hoel Farm on that clear, cold winter's day toward the beginning of spring. When Lisbeth found herself in the farm dooryard, with the different buildings all about her, she really had to stand still and gaze around. Oh, how large everything was! quite on another scale from things at home.
Since the castle from which Lisbeth Longfrock came was no more magnificent than this, it may easily be understood that she was no disguised princess, but only a poor little girl. Coming to Hoel Farm for the first time was for her like visiting an estate that was, in very truth, royal; and besides, she had come on an important "grown-up" errand.
Lisbeth could see no trace of them anywhere. She ran from hill to hill, stopping to listen and then running again. It was all of no use; she could not find them. The only wise course for her was to go back to the sæter. This was the first and only time that Lisbeth Longfrock went home without taking her animals with her.
Above the many-voiced chorus could be heard the bellowing of the big bull, deep and even and good-natured, as if he did not need to exert himself in the least in order to be heard. Although everything went so much more speedily to-day than usual, the time seemed long to Lisbeth Longfrock.
They were entirely overwhelmed with respectful surprise and took their stand at a suitable distance. On the outside of the letter stood: Salve Titel. To the Highly Respected Maiden, Lisbeth Jacob's-daughter Longfrock, at Hoel Sæter, on the West Mountain. At Convenience, by Messenger. Post Free. An expression from the Latin, often used in old-fashioned Norwegian correspondence.
So Lisbeth Longfrock had to keep rushing off the road into side paths, behind bushes, into forest thickets and boggy marshes, to drag the various creatures back into line; and scarcely did she get them safely into the road from one side before they slipped out again on the other.
The child did not say anything, however, but got up, dressed herself quickly and quietly, and ran off to Svehaugen. After that there came several wonderful days at Peerout Castle. When Lisbeth Longfrock thought about them afterward, they seemed like a single long day in which a great many things had happened that she could not separate from one another and set in order.
The leader's bell rang deeply and regularly, its tone mingling with others quite as deep from the neighboring sæters; and in upon this solemn ringing broke the delicate, brisk dingle-dangle of the smaller creatures' bells. The time had now come when Lisbeth Longfrock was to make her first entrance into the vast unknown.
Evening was drawing near, when suddenly the road pitched down over the edge of the mountain, the valley began to open before them, and they could even catch a glimpse of the slope on the other side. Every one looked over there, but all that could be seen as yet was a strip along the uppermost edge. The only one to distinguish a house upon the strip was Lisbeth Longfrock.
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