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The rest of that day Amrei did not offer her pitcher to any one else; she was afraid of having something given to her again. When she got home in the evening, Black Marianne told her that Farmer Rodel had sent for her, and that she was to go over to him directly. Amrei hastened to his house, and as she entered, Farmer Rodel called out to her: "What have you been saying to Farmer Landfried?"
Your Rose is a very respectable girl nobody can deny that but she's nothing extraordinary, and one might ask, what's the price of a dozen such?" "Be quiet! I won't have that!" "Yes, yes, I'll be quiet, and not disturb you while you're writing. Now, write at once." Farmer Rodel was obliged to do as Crappy Zachy wished, and when he had done writing, he said: "What do you think?
What's all this?" blustered Farmer Rodel. "So, your name is Barefoot?" cried John. He laughed loud and heartily, and added: "Come, now, will you have me? Say so now, for here we have witnesses to confirm it. Say 'Yes, and nothing but death shall part us!" "Yes! and nothing but death shall part us!" cried Barefoot, throwing herself on his neck.
In the evening when she had returned from the fields and was milking the cows, and Rose was sitting with a full pail beside a cow that had been milked, she heard the stranger talking with Farmer Rodel in the nearby stable. They were bargaining about a white horse. But how came the white horse in the stable? until then they had had none. "Who is that singing yonder?" the stranger now asked.
Now come; I should like to see your room, where you have lived so long. Now you shall have a large house!" The dog, with the hairs on his back standing up like bristles, kept walking around Farmer Rodel; he saw that the latter would have been glad to choke John. Only when John and Barefoot were at the top of the stairs did the dog come running after them.
It's like carrying people off in their sleep." "My Amrei is intelligent enough. She's thirteen now, but more clever than many a person of thirty, and she knows what she wants," said Black Marianne. "You two ought to have been town-councilors," said Farmer Rodel. "But it's my opinion, too, that the children ought not to be tied to a rope, like calves, and dragged away.
Farmer Rodel was always complaining about how hard it was that he should have to give up his property so soon, although not one of his three children was yet married.
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