I started with the barn, and all that was to be red; then I did
over the flagstaff and the summer-house down among the lilacs with the
first coat of oil. The house itself I meant to leave till the last. It was
built in good old-fashioned country style, with rich, heavy woodwork and a
carved border, _a la grecque_, above the doorway. It was yellow as it
was, and a new lot of yellow paint had come in to do with this time. I
took upon myself, however, to send the yellow back, and get another colour
in exchange. In my judgment the house ought to be stone-grey, with doors
and window-frames and verge-boards white. But that would be for the
Captain to decide.
But though every one on the place was as nice as could be, and the cook in
authority lenient, and Ragnhild as bright-eyed as ever, we all felt it
dull with the master and mistress away. All save Grindhusen, honest
fellow, who was quite content. Decent work and good food soon set him up
again, and in a few days he was happy and waxing fat.
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