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"Anyway, it will be good for him, to go out into the world, your boy," he went on, trying to persuade Fausch. "It is always useful for young people." "True," muttered the smith; he seemed to be waking up. "I will see," he added, and as Simmen began to advise him as to where he might send his boy, and offered to do something for him, he said "Yes, yes," in answer.
"You must have forgotten to put it in the contract, that a man must be handsome if he wants your blacksmith shop," said Fausch; but he laughed too an odd, contented laugh and stepped outside to Simmen. In some way the two men liked each other, perhaps because each one saw in the other that he had been accustomed to hard work and that his life depended upon it.
"How's that?" asked Simmen innocently. "His boy, Franz?" The trader pricked up his ears. "Franz? Does he call him Franz now the boy?" asked he. The host begged him to tell what it all meant. So then Hallheimer told Cain's story, all about his life and about his name. "So so," said Simmen. "Base born is he then, the boy?" and the matter seemed to make him thoughtful.
SAANENMOSER, 4,209 feet above the sea, lies at the top of the low pass between the Simmen Valley above Zweizimme and the Sarine Valley running down to Gstaad and Chateau d'Oex. There is only the one Sports Hotel and no village. It is a most charming place within reach of Ski-ing in all directions among the lower Bernese mountains.
Vincenza dared not reply, his manner was so unusual. He walked silently along beside her, and that evening, and many times afterward, his thoughts were more with Stephen, who was gone and never came back, than with Vincenza, on whom his heart was set, and from whom he soon learned that Simmen would not refuse her to him.
Fausch came nearer and interrupted the landlord. Still in the same broken and difficult way he went on: "You said yourself that the boy is all right. He ought to come into notice I think." At that Simmen laughed: "Only not for my girl not for Vincenza! She can take her choice by and by Smith I tell you, down in Italy as well as on our side." His laugh turned into a smile.
And the boy was a good boy, one in whom you could take some pleasure and Simmen could not help it, that Vincenza's face seemed to come before his eyes. The girl's behavior did not seem as if the smith's boy meant merely a passing fancy to her. "You'll never repent it," Fausch forced the words out. Thereupon the landlord replied thoughtfully: "So let it be then.
Then the trader wanted to go over to the tavern. Simmen, with whom he was a profitable and quite a favorite guest, because he always brought news, greeted him with "Hullo," and Hallheimer soon had the conversation precisely where he wanted it. "How goes it with the smith?" he asked. "He's an odd stick," said Simmen. "But he can work!" Hallheimer grew so eager that his little eyes flashed.
From the tavern, a voice now called to the landlord, just as Fausch was finishing his work. Simmen started to go, but the girl who had called him came out in front of the tavern, looked over toward him and then walked toward the shop, as if she were curious; so then the landlord beckoned her to come over to them. "I want you to see my child, smith," said he, "the only one, and a tardy blossom.
Her little brown face wore an angry expression. "I shall tell my father," said she to Cain as she went away. The boy scarcely knew what she meant. But she walked slowly up to Simmen. "Franz wants to go away," said she when she was close to him. "So he ought," answered the host, crossly. "Then I shall go with him," said Vincenza. At that, the blood rushed once more to Simmen's face.
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