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Great were the preparations that were made to supply themselves with a sufficient quantity of provisions which they were to take to the old man. Magde baked pan-cakes, and Nanna made pies, and if a smile did appear on Magde's lips it was when they spoke of the pleasant surprise they were preparing for their father. At length the moment for their departure arrived.
"I am grateful, Magde," said Carl, violently scraping the ground with the sole of his hob-nailed shoe, an action which could scarcely be called a bow "your words shall be remembered. I am Magde's servant, and shall be so as long as I live." With these words, he turned on his heel, and trotted towards his place of destination.
"First you must tell us some of your adventures," and Magde's countenance wore such an entreating expression that her husband understood her immediately; and therefore as long as he remained in the presence of his father, and his sister and brother, he continued speaking of all the singular things he had seen and heard, which was listened to by a pleased and expectant audience.
To all these touching requests, which were rendered still more affecting by the tender expression of his eyes, Magde replied tearfully: "My dear Carl, your words shall be obeyed." Carl smiled. He was now happier at the thought of his approaching death, which would bring such proofs of Magde's affection, than one who might have possessed a prospect of a long and luxurious life.
On any other occasion, Nanna would have been influenced not only by curiosity, but by a far purer feeling, namely, sympathy for Magde's sorrows, for she dearly loved her sister-in-law, and would have asked an explanation of matters which she at present was anxious to avoid. Magde was silent. Nanna stepped over the door sill.
O, it must be a happy life, to be thus married!" While Magde was thus engaged in her pleasant reveries, the latch was lifted and the door swung open slowly. "Mercy! What can be Mr. H 's business here!" she exclaimed. "O, do not disturb yourself," said Mr. Fabian, for it was our valorous huntsman who thus disturbed Magde's dreams, "I hope everything may be arranged without trouble.
"Silence, silence my poor sister, I know myself what I have to say Go and may God be with you here is the key Lock the door Carl take the oars." When Magde's boat passed the mansion at Almvik, two persons were walking on the verge of the shore near the lake. The one was Mistress Ulrica, and her companion was Gottlieb, who had returned a few days before, from his trip through Norway.
The hands of the clock pointed to the hour of ten, and Gottlieb, who had been walking during the entire evening in the neighborhood of the little red cottage, began to think that his uncle Fabian had in all comfort reached his home by another road. "It is so quiet in the cottage," thought he, "that I think they have all retired." He glanced stealthily over the lilac hedge towards Magde's window.
"True," continued the old man, "your disposition in that respect does not resemble Magde's. She is pleased, as every young woman should be, when she has an opportunity of decorating her person with elegant clothing." "I think, that hereafter," said Nanna, slightly confused, "I shall also cultivate a taste for such things; but thus far I have had but little opportunity."
The entire valley was bathed in moonlight, and the moonbeams glanced directly through the window panes of Magde's apartment, with such vivid brightness that Gottlieb was undecided how to act. Soon, however, he resolved to convince himself of the true state of affairs, that he might be prepared if his uncle should arrive.
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