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On the plain grew some purple anemones; he rose
mechanically to pick them. Oh, spring-time!
He remembered a spring day two years ago when he had been
in Norway. He had been given a cart and a red mare at the
posting station; the owner was an old schoolfellow of his. It
was a sunny day in March; the meadows were yellow with
withered grass, and the dung-heaps over the ploughed fields shone
like pale brown velvet. They drove past the familiar farms
with yellow, grey, and red houses and apple yards and lilac
bushes. The forest all round was olive green, with a purple
tint on the birch twigs, and the air was full that day with the
chirping of invisible birds.
Two little fair-haired children were walking in the road,
carrying a can. “Where are you going, little ones?”
They stopped, looking suspiciously at him.
“Taking food to father?”
They assented hesitatingly—a little astonished that a strange
gentleman should know it.
“Climb up here and I’ll give you a ride.” He helped them
into the cart. “Where is father working?”
“At Brusted.”
“That’s over beyond the school, is it not?”
Thus went the conversation. A stupid, ignorant man asking
and asking, as grown-up people always talk to children, and the
little ones, who have such a lot of wisdom, consult each other
quietly with their eyes, giving sparingly of it—as much as
they think convenient.
Hand in hand they walked along beside a rushing brook
when he put them down, and he turned his horse in the direction
he wanted to go.
There was a prayer meeting that evening at his home. His
sister Ingeborg was sitting by the old corner cupboard,
following with a pale, ecstatic face and shining steel-blue eyes a
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