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"My horses are warm and must not drink now. Do you come from Haldenbrunn, my girl?" "Yes indeed." "And what is your name?" "Amrei." "And to whom do you belong?" "To nobody now my father was Josenhans." "What! Josenhans, who served at Farmer Rodel's?" "Yes." "I knew him well. It was too bad that he died so soon. Wait, child I'll give you something."
And while she followed at a distance the large group of people surrounding the farmer's wife, she strove to drive the bad thought out of her brother's mind, as well as out of her own. Dame Landfried at last disappeared into Farmer Rodel's house, and the children quietly turned back.
Only Coaly Mathew's dog barked after it for a while, and acted as if he wanted to seize the spokes with his teeth; but at the pond he turned back again, barked once more in front of the door, and then slunk into the house. "Hurrah! she's gone away!" cried Damie, as if he were glad of it. "It was Farmer Landfried's wife. Didn't you know Farmer Rodel's black horses? they carried her off.
Crappy Zachy walked back and forth and up and down with an air of great importance, and made himself very much at home he even smoked Farmer Rodel's pipe. "Then it is settled after all," said Barefoot to herself, mournfully. Night had come.
But they call it so now, at any rate, and everybody that looks at you casts it up to you how much you receive from the parish. So make haste and get yourself off the public charity lists." "But what am I to do?" "Farmer Rodel's wife would like to have you in her service, but the old man won't listen to it."
While her going barefoot and having been a goose-girl caused her to be the victim of more or less raillery, still nobody meant it at all seriously unless it was Rose, Farmer Rodel's youngest daughter, who was jealous of Amrei's popularity. "There's a fire at Scheckennarre's, at Hirlingen!" was the cry outside. The engine was brought out, and Barefoot climbed upon it and rode away with the firemen.
"I won't drink the wine who knows if she has not bewitched it?" "You can drink it she's only a strict Eigenbrötlerin and she has a heavy cross to bear. I know how to win her back again," said Amrei, consolingly. During the next year there was plenty of life in Farmer Rodel's house.
A hundred years from now they will be saying in this village of one who has done well: 'He has the fortune of Brosi's Severin and of Josenhans' Amrei. Your dry bread will fall into the honey-pot yet." Farmer Rodel's sick wife was looked upon as crazy; and, as if frightened by a specter, Amrei hurried away without a word of reply.
When Amrei told with glee how she had got a place at young Farmer Rodel's, and was going there tomorrow, Black Marianne started up in furious anger; picking up a stone and pressing it to her bosom, she said: "It would be better a thousand times that I had this in me, a stone like this, than a living heart! Why cannot I be alone? Why did I ever allow myself to like anybody again?
But when he got to his playmates, he remembered only the one about the chain; and Farmer Rodel's eldest son, whom he hadn't asked at all and who was much too old for that sort of thing, guessed the answer at once, and Damie ran back to his sister crying.
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