Growth of the Soil by Knut Hamsun
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getting down to a church and all. What do you say, Isak?"
"Wedded?" says Isak. "Why, yes, of course." "But if as you'd help us, Oline," says Inger. "Just to come up for a few days in the off time once, and look to the creatures here while we're away?" Ay, Oline would do that. "We'll see it's no loss to you after." Why, as to that, she'd leave it to them.... "And you're building again, I see. Now what'll that be for? Isn't there built enough?" Inger sees her chance and puts in here: "Why, you must ask him about that. I'm not to know." "Building?" says Isak. "Oh, 'tis nothing to speak of. A bit of a shed, maybe, if we should need it. What's that you were saying about Goldenhorns? You'd like to see her?" They go across to the cowshed, and there's cow and calf to show, and an ox to boot. The visitor nods her head, looking at the beasts, and at the shed; all fine as could be, and clean as couldn't be cleaner. "Trust Inger for looking after creatures every way," says Oline. Isak puts a question: "Goldenhorns was at your place before?" "Ay, from a calf. Not my place, though; at my son's. But 'tis all the |
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