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And Trond and Olsen began rowing briskly
over the water. But Karsten lay in the bottom
of the boat with Andrine’s and my raincoats
over him, looking awfully fierce and gloomy. I
can’t tell you how tempted we were to tease
him, but we were so high-minded and
consider-ate that we didn’t do it. Of course, I might
have teased him myself, but if Petter lvloed
had tried it, he would have bad me to reckon
with. Karsten was furious if we even spoke to
him.
“ Are you cold? ” I asked.
“ Hold your tongue,” said Karsten.
Trond and Olsen rowed so that the sweat ran
down their faees, and soon there we were,
across. We saw Goodfields saeter above the
hill and began running, all four of us. Nobody
was to be seen outside the hut, and we nearly
frightened the life out of Augusta, the
milk-maid, when we stormed in upon her. But when
she had gathered herself together, she laughed
and her white teeth fairly glistened.
“ Now this is grand! I never could have
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