Part 37 (1/2)

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Out in the shelter of the gable-wall of the House sat Kongstrup, well wrapped up, and gazing straight before him with expressionless eyes. The winter sun shone full upon him; it had lured forth signs of spring, and the sparrows were hopping gaily about him. His wife went backward and forward, busying herself about him; she wrapped his feet up better, and came with a shawl to put round his shoulders. She touched his chest and arms affectionately as she spread the shawl over him from behind; and he slowly raised his head and pa.s.sed his hand over hers. She stood thus for a little while, leaning against his shoulder and looking down upon him like a mother, with eyes that were tranquil with the joy of possession.

Pelle came bounding down across the yard, licking his lips. He had taken advantage of his mistress's preoccupation to steal down into the dairy and get a drink of sour cream from the girls, and tease them a little.

He was glowing with health, and moved along as carelessly happy as if the whole world were his.

It was quite dreadful the way he grew and wore out his things; it was almost impossible to keep him in clothes! His arms and legs stuck far out of every article of clothing he put on, and he wore things out as fast as La.s.se could procure them. Something new was always being got for him, and before you could turn round, his arms and legs were out of that too. He was as strong as an oak-tree; and when it was a question of lifting or anything that did not require perseverence, La.s.se had to allow himself to be superseded.

The boy had acquired independence, too, and every day it became more difficult for the old man to a.s.sert his parental authority; but that would come as soon as La.s.se was master of his own house and could bring his fist down on his own table. But when would that be? As matters now stood, it looked as if the magistrate did not want him and Madam Olsen to be decently married. Seaman Olsen had given plain warning of his decease, and La.s.se thought there was nothing to do but put up the banns; but the authorities continued to raise difficulties and ferret about, in the true lawyers' way. Now there was one question that had to be examined into, and now another; there were periods of grace allowed, and summonses to be issued to the dead man to make his appearance within such and such a time, and what not besides! It was all a put-up job, so that the pettifoggers could make something out of it.

He was thoroughly tired of Stone Farm. Every day he made the same complaint to Pelle: ”It's nothing but toil, toil, from morning till night--one day just like another all the year round, as if you were in a convict-prison! And what you get for it is hardly enough to keep your body decently covered. You can't put anything by, and one day when you're worn out and good for nothing more, you can just go on the parish.”

The worst of it all, however, was the desire to work once more for himself. He was always sighing for this, and his hands were sore with longing to feel what it was like to take hold of one's own. Of late he had meditated cutting the matter short and moving down to his sweetheart's, without regard to the law. She was quite willing, he knew; she badly needed a man's hand in the house. And they were being talked about, anyhow; it would not make much difference if he and the boy went as her lodgers, especially when they worked independently.

But the boy was not to be persuaded; he was jealous for his father's honor. Whenever La.s.se touched upon the subject he became strangely sullen. La.s.se pretended it was Madam Olsen's idea, and not his.

”I'm not particularly in favor of it, either,” he said. ”People are sure to believe the worst at once. But we can't go on here wearing ourselves to a thread for nothing. And you can't breathe freely on this farm--always tied!”

Pelle made no answer to this; he was not strong in reasons, but knew what he wanted.

”If I ran away from here one night, I guess you'd come trotting after me.”

Pelle maintained a refractory silence.

”I think I'll do it, for this isn't to be borne. Now you've got to have new school-trousers, and where are they coming from?”

”Well, then, do it! Then you'll do what you say.”

”It's easy for you to pooh-pooh everything,” said La.s.se despondingly, ”for you've time and years before you. But I'm beginning to get old, and I've no one to trouble about me.”

”Why, don't I help you with everything?” asked Pelle reproachfully.

”Yes, yes, of course you do your very best to make things easier for me, and no one could say you didn't. But, you see--there are certain things you don't--there's something--” La.s.se came to a standstill. What was the use of explaining the longings of a man to a boy? ”You shouldn't be so obstinate, you know!” And La.s.se stroked the boy's arm imploringly.

But Pelle _was_ obstinate. He had already put up with plenty of sarcastic remarks from his schoolfellows, and fought a good many battles since it had become known that his father and Madam Olsen were sweethearts. If they now started living together openly, it would become quite unbearable. Pelle was not afraid of fighting, but he needed to have right on his side, if he was to kick out properly.

”Move down to her, then, and I'll go away!”

”Where'll you go to?”

”Out into the world and get rich!”

La.s.se raised his head, like an old war-horse that hears a signal; but then it dropped again.

”Out into the world and get rich! Yes, yes,” he said slowly; ”that's what I thought, too, when I was your age. But things don't happen like that--if you aren't born with a caul.”

La.s.se was silent, and thoughtfully kicked the straw in under a cow. He was not altogether sure that the boy was not born with a caul, after all. He was a late-born child, and they were always meant for the worst or the best; and then he had that cow's-lick on his forehead, which meant good fortune. He was merry and always singing, and neat-handed at everything; and his nature made him generally liked. It was very possible that good fortune lay waiting for him somewhere out there.

”But the very first thing you need for that is to be properly confirmed.