came slowly forth from the barns, sheds, and houses, moved sleepily
toward their horses and rakes, scattered themselves over the meadow,
and presently all was life and work again. Only the grandfather went
in and out of the houses, and finally up on the highest barn-bridge and
looked out. There came running up to him a little boy, whom he must
have called. The boy, sure enough, started off in the direction of
Pladsen. The grandfather, meanwhile, moved about the gard, often
looking upward and having a suspicion, at least, that the black spot on
the "giant rock" was Marit and Oyvind. Now for the second time Marit's
great dog was the cause of trouble. He saw a strange horse drive in to
the Heidegards, and believing himself to be only doing his duty, began
to bark with all his might. They hushed the dog, but he had grown
angry and would not be quiet; the grandfather stood below staring up.
But matters grew still worse, for all the herd-boys' dogs heard with
surprise the strange voice and came running up. When they saw that it
was a large, wolf-like giant, all the stiff-haired Lapp-dogs gathered
about him. Marit became so terrified that she ran away without saying
farewell. Oyvind rushed into the midst of the fray, kicked and fought;
but the dogs merely changed the field of battle, and then flew at one
another again, with hideous howls and kicks; Oyvind after them again,
and so it kept on until they had rolled over to the edge of the brook,
when he once more came running up. The result of this was that they
all tumbled together into the water, just at a place where it was quite
deep, and there they parted, shame-faced. Thus ended this forest
battle. Oyvind walked through the forest until he reached the parish
road; but Marit met her grandfather up by the fence. This was the
dog's fault.

"Where do you come from?"