The things we do!

Now
there's two of us at least, in a sort of way, but now there's all the
ploughing and harrowing to be done."
'Twas his affair.
I bade him farewell, and went on my way. I was going to my good friend,
Lars Falkenberg, but I did not tell them so. There are some new little
buildings far up in the wood I can see, and that I take to be the
clearing.
But the man I had just left must have been inwardly stirred by the thought
of getting an extra hand to help with the work. I saw him tramp across the
courtyard and up to the house as I went off.
I had gone but a couple of hundred yards when he comes hurrying after me
to say I am taken on after all. He had spoken to the Captain, and got
leave to take me on himself. "There'll be nothing to do now till Monday,
but come in and have something to eat."
He is a good fellow, this; goes with me up to the kitchen and tells them
there: "Here's a new man come to work on the place; see he gets something
to eat."
A strange cook and strange maids.


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