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Then she held out her hands to him. He sat down beside her: "You've had a sleep now, Mildrid?" "Yes, I've slept now." "And you're hungry?" "Yes, I'm hungry " and Beret came forward with the food. She looked at it and then at them. "Have I slept long?" she asked. "Well, it's almost nine o'clock; look at the sun!" Not till now did she begin to remember everything. "Have you sat here long?"
The near heights and the mountain-tops were grey; it was very quiet; there was not even a bird to be seen. He sat or lay, with his hand on the dog. He had soon settled what to arrange with Mildrid when she awoke. There was no cloud in their future; he lay quietly looking up into the sky. He knew that their meeting was a miracle. God Himself had told him that they were to go through life together.
So she began again: "Hans! mother is getting old now, and father is older; they have had a great deal of trouble they need help; they've worked so hard, and " she either would not or could not say more. He walked slower and looked at her, smiling. "Mildrid, you mean that they have settled to give you the farm?" She blushed, but did not answer. "Well, then we'll let that alone till the time comes.
Mildrid trembled; for she felt that this gave things a different look. Hans had his cap on, for in their district it was not the custom for a passer-by to take off his hat when he came in; but now he took it off unconsciously, hung it on the barrel of his gun, and crossed his hands over it. There was something about his whole appearance and behaviour that claimed consideration.
Whenever father and mother saw Hans, they would feel that Mildrid was right they would never make her unhappy who had given them their greatest happiness. Grandmother would help her. No one could say a word against Hans Haugen, and he would never give her up!
When they got into the living-room, her father went to the door leading into the kitchen, opened it, and called: "Come here, mother! Mildrid has come down." "Why, Mildrid, has anything gone wrong?" was answered from the kitchen.
"No," replied Mildrid from behind her father, and then coming to the door herself, she went into the kitchen and stood beside her mother, who was sitting by the hearth paring potatoes and putting them in the pot. Her mother now looked as inquiringly at her as her father had done, with the same effect.
And when he came to yesterday to the forced march Beret had made in search of him because Mildrid was plunged in anguish of mind on her parents' account and then came to Mildrid herself, and told of her ever-increasing remorse because her parents knew nothing; told of her flight down to them, and how, worn-out in soul and body, she had had to sit down and rest and had fallen asleep, alone and unhappy then the old people felt that they recognised their child again.
At last Mildrid took courage to ask hesitatingly if her behaviour had not sometimes struck him as very strange. He assured her that he had never thought it so, never once. Had he not noticed that she had not said one word all the time they were together yesterday? No, he had not noticed that. Had he not wondered at her going off down to her parents? No, he had thought it only right of her.
Nearly an hour passed, Beret getting up from time to time to keep herself from falling asleep. Soon after nine Mildrid awoke. She turned several times, at last opened her eyes, saw where she was lying, sat up, and noticed the others. She was still bewildered with sleep, so that she did not take in rightly where she was or what she saw, till Hans rose and came smiling towards her.
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