The things we do!

The sweat pours off me now.
Then, feeling exhausted enough, I hide the ax in its old place; it is
getting light now, and I set off at a run for home.
"Where have you been?" asks Falkenberg.
Now, I do not want him to know about my having taken cold the day before,
and perhaps go making talk of it in the kitchen; I simply mutter something
about not knowing quite where I have been.
"You've been up to see Ronnaug, I bet," he said.
I answered: yes, I had been with Ronnaug, since he'd guessed it.
"'Twas none so hard to guess," he said. "Anyhow, you won't see me running
after any of them now."
"Going to have Emma, then?"
"Why, it looks that way. It's a pity you can't get taken on here, too.
Then you might get one of the others, perhaps."
And he went on talking of how I might perhaps have got my pick of the
other girls, but the Captain had no use for me. I wasn't even to go out
tomorrow to the wood.... The words sound far away, reaching me across a
sea of sleep that is rolling towards me.


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