Growth of the Soil by Knut Hamsun
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coming up, he had stopped the horse almost without thinking, to look
out with a critical eye over the ill-tended land; ay, it could be made a fine place in proper hands. "Why not worth while?" he asked Inger now. "I've that much feeling for Eleseus, anyway, that I'd help him to it." "If you've any feeling for him, then say never a word of Breidablik again," she answered. "Ho!" "Ay, for he's greater thoughts in his head than the like of us." Isak, too, is hardly sure of himself here, and it weakens him; but he is by no means pleased at having shown his hand, and spoken straight out about his plan. He is unwilling to give it up now. "He shall do as I say," declares Isak suddenly. And he raises his voice threateningly, in case Inger by any chance should be hard of hearing. "Ay, you may look; I'll say no mere. It's midway up, with a schoolhouse by, and everything; what's the greater thoughts he's got beyond that, I'd like to know? With a son like that I might starve to death--is that any better, d'you think? And can you tell me why my own flesh and blood should turn and go contrary to--to my own flesh and blood?" Isak stopped; he realized that the more he talked the worse it would be. He was on the point of changing his clothes, getting out of his best things he had put on to go down to the village in; but no, he |
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