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Our cows, on hearing the tinkle of their cowbells, must have broken loose and followed the others." Gertrude's anxiety had for the moment made her wide awake. So she determined to go up to the Säter, and fetch the cows herself; otherwise there was no telling when they would come back. Now she walked briskly along the steep and rocky road.
I know I am a silly little goose, but David loves me, and is happy when I am with him, and enjoys me more than anything else in the world. I am going with him. I know God expects me to do my part." And Mrs. Sater went away, after kissing Carol's cheek, which already was paling a little with anxiety.
What in the world was there to laugh at, since tuberculosis had rapped at the manse door? They were young, of course, and they were still in love, that helped. And they had the deathless courage of the young and loving. But Mrs. Sater bet a dollar she wouldn't waste any time laughing if tuberculosis were stalking through her home. "Come in," said Carol, in answer to her second ring.
"I just wonder if the dear kind woman is bringing me a few fresh eggs. You know the doctor advised me to eat fresh eggs, and " Carol clutched her curly head in despair. "Cock-a-doodle-doo," she crowed. "You mean, 'Cut-cut-cut-ca-duck-et," reproved David. Mrs. Sater paused outside the manse door in blank astonishment.
"I shall never get well unless she is with me. But I am trying to send her away. What can I do? I can't drive her off." His hands closed and then relaxed, lying helplessly on the covers. When Carol returned she looked suspiciously from the stern white face on the pillow to the disturbed one of her caller. "David is tired, Mrs. Sater," she said gently. "Let's go out in the other room and visit.
"Mrs. Sater, you will excuse me now, won't you?" she said. "But I have a feeling that David needs me. He looks so tired. You will come in again, and " "Certainly, my dear, David first by all means. Run right along. And if you need any more fresh eggs, just let me know." "Yes, thank you, yes."
David Arnold Duke, and I shall buy candy and talcum with it." Then she ran into the adjoining room to answer the telephone. Mrs. Sater looked about her hesitatingly and leaned forward. "David," she said in a low voice, "Carol ought to go home to her father. It's dangerous for her to stay with you. Everybody says so. Make her go home until you are well. She may get it too if she goes along.
The doctor says, 'Take him west, and I am taking you if I ever get rid of these eggs. But I do think it would be more appropriate to take you to a vaudeville show where you might coin some of this extravagant humor. There's a market for it, you know." "Here comes Mrs. Sater, with a covered basket," announced David, glancing from the window.
"She got well and weighed two hundred and thirty pounds, and then she had apoplexy and died." David turned on Carol reproachfully. "There you see! That's what comes of eating raw eggs." Then he added suspiciously, "Maybe you knew it before and have been enticing me to raw eggs on purpose." Sater was quite concerned for them.
I picture myself living in some Norwegian sater, high above the black waters of a rockbound fiord. No other human creature disputes with me my kingdom. I am alone with the whispering fir forests and the stars. How I live I am not quite sure. Once a month I could journey down into the villages and return laden. I should not need much. For the rest, my gun and fishing-rod would supply me.
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