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As I came home from school the next day I
went 1’ouncl hy Madam Land’s. Carolus stood
in the yard eating Madam Land’s
chicken-feed and sour milk with excellent appetite.
His big red comb hung down over one eye.
The other eye, that was free, he turned towards
me as if he would say, “ I know von well
enough, Mistress Inger Johanne, hut go your
way—I intend to stav liere for good and all.”
“ Well,” I thought, “ let them scold as they
please about you, Carolus; you are surely the
most beautiful cock in all the world—but you
are mine, you must remember.”
When evening came I had studied out a plan
for catching Carolus without Madam Land’s
seeing me. She kept her hens in a part of the
wood-shed that was boarded off. Behind this
was an open field, and high up in the back wall,
right under the roof, there Avas a little window
that always stood open. Through that
Avin-doAV I meant to go to get Carolus. There
Avas an old ladder in our barn; I got Peter and
Karsten to carry it doAvn the hill and set it up
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