They came back the same evening; they had turned back when half-way out.
Had Fruen forgotten something? She ordered fresh horses, and another
hamper of food; she was going off again at once. Nils was uneasy, and said
so; it was almost night, they would be driving in the dark; but Fruen
repeated her order. Meantime, she sat indoors and waited; she had not
forgotten anything; she did nothing now but sit staring before her.
Ragnhild went in and asked if there was anything she could do. No, thank
you. Fruen sat bowed forward as if weighted down by some deadly grief.
The carriage was ready, and Fruen came out.
Seeing Nils himself ready to drive again, she took pity on him, and said
she would have Grindhusen to drive this time. And she sat on the steps
till he came.
Then they drove off. It was a fine evening, and nice and cool for the
horses.
"She's past making out now," said Nils. "I can't think what's come to her.
I'd no idea of anything, when suddenly she taps at the window and says
turn back.
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