Yes, that was it. And, anyhow, there was nothing to
see through after all.
I went round, upstairs and down, saying good-bye to them all, to Ragnhild
and the maids. Then, as I was coming in front of the house with my pack on
my shoulder, the Captain called to me from the steps:
"Wait! I just thought--if you're going to the station, the lad could drive
you in."
Thoughtful and considerate again! But I thanked him and declined. I was
not so played out but that I could surely walk that way.
* * * * *
Back in my little town again. And if I have come here now, it is because
the place lies on my way to Trovatn, up in the hills.
All is as it was before here now, save for thin ice on the river above and
below the rapids, and snow on the ice again.
I take care to buy clothes and equipment here in the town, and, having got
a good new pair of shoes, I take my old ones to the cobbler to be
half-soled. The cobbler is inclined to talk, and begs me to sit down.
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