The things we do!

Then I took my leave.
The woman followed me out: wouldn't I wait now, till Olga came back, so
she could thank me? Oh, now if I only would!
I couldn't. Hadn't time. Tell her from me, if there was anything she
couldn't make out, to look in the directions....
The woman stood looking after me as I went. I swaggered down the road,
whistling with satisfaction at what I had done. Only the sack to carry
now; I was rested, the sun was shining, and the road had dried up a
little. I fell to singing with satisfaction at what I had done.
Neurasthenia....
I reached Hersat the following day. At first I felt like passing by, it
looked so big and fine a place; but after I had talked a bit with one of
the farm-hands, I decided to try the Lensmand after all. I had worked for
rich people before--let me see, there was Captain Falkenberg of Ovrebo....

The Lensmand was a little, broad-shouldered man, with a long white beard
and dark eyebrows. He talked gruffly, but had kindly eyes; afterwards, I
found he was a merry soul, who could laugh and jest heartily enough at
times.


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