And now here
were my two rugs laid neatly, looking for all the world like a bed. I'd
nothing against it; 'twas one of the maids, no doubt, setting to teach me
neat and orderly ways. 'Twas all one to me.
I was ready now to start cutting through the floor upstairs, but Fruen
begged me to leave it to next day; her husband would be going over to the
annexe, and that way I shouldn't disturb him. But next morning we had to
put it off again; Froken Elisabeth was going in to the store to buy no end
of things, and I was to go with her and carry them.
"Good," said I, "I'll come on after."
Strange girl! had she thought to put up with my company on the way? She
said:
"But do you think you can find the way alone?"
"Surely; I've been there before. It's where we buy our things."
Now, I couldn't well walk through all the village in my working things all
messed up with clay: I put on my best trousers, but kept my blouse on
over. So I walked on behind. It was a couple of miles or more; the last
part of the way I caught sight of Froken Elisabeth on ahead now and again,
but I took care not to come up close.
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