The things we do!

Helene was to be Falkenberg's girl, it seemed;
he put his arm round her waist and said she was his for tonight. And when
they moved off farther and farther away from the rest of us, none called
to them to come back; we paired off, all of us, after a while, and went
our separate ways into the woods. I went with Sara.
When we came out from the wood again, there stood Ronnaug still taking the
air. Strange girl, had she been standing there alone all the time? I took
her hand and talked to her a little, but she only smiled to all I said and
made no answer. We went off towards the wood, and Sara called after us in
the darkness: "Ronnaug, come now and let's go home." But Ronnaug made no
answer; it was little she said at all. Soft, white as milk, and tall, and
still.


XX

The first snow is come; it thaws again at once, but winter is not far off,
and we are nearing the end of our woodcutting now at Ovrebo--another week
or so, perhaps, no more. What then? There was work on the railway line up
on the, hills, or perhaps more woodcutting at some other place we might
come to.


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