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mountains were perfectly black, and patches of
fog lay all arouml.
“ Perhaps you’d like to fish,” said Augusta;
“ they usually bite in sueh weather.”
Trond and Olsen had begun to cut the grass
around the hut, and Petter Kloed and Karsten
started off with fishing-rods over their
slioul-ders. You should have seen Karsten with the
fishing-rod and with the kerehief on his head.
Andrine and I wanted to help Augusta get
dinner, for it was exactly like playing in a
doll-house, only much more fun! Augusta made
some cream-porridge and her face shone like a
polished sun—with the heat and the anxiety
that the porridge should be good. We had salt
in a paper cornucopia, milk in wooden bowls,
and shining yellow wooden spoons to eat with.
What fun! Even if the rain were trickling
down the window, we were enjoying ourselves
tremendously.
Well, now you shall hear what a hullabaloo
thcre was at the saeter that afternoon.
It had begun to grow dark, for it was the
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