"And it was you who said that you would not forsake us," said her
mother in quiet reproach, that went to Mildrid's heart. But Hans came
to her assistance:
"Every child that marries has to leave its parents."
He smiled, and added in a friendly way: "But it's not a long journey
to Haugen from here--just a little over four miles."
Words are idle things at a time like this; thoughts take their own way
in spite of them. The parents felt themselves deserted, almost
deceived by the young ones. They knew that there was no fault to be
found with the way of living at Haugen; the tourists had given the
place a good name; from time to time it had been noticed in the
newspapers; but Haugen was Haugen, and that their dearest child should
wish to carry their race back to Haugen was more than they could bear!
In such circumstances most people would likely have been angry, but
what these two desired was to get quietly away from what pained them.
They exchanged a look of understanding, and the father said mildly:
"This is too much for us all at once; we can't well give our answer
yet."
"No," continued the mother; "we were not expecting such great
news--nor to get it like this."
Hans stood quiet for a minute before he said:
"It is true enough that Mildrid should first have asked her parents'
leave. But remember that neither of us knew what was happening till it
was too late. For that is really the truth. Then we could do no more
than come at once, both of us, and that we have done. You must not be
too hard on us."
This left really nothing more to be said about their behaviour, and
Hans's quiet manner made his words sound all the more trustworthy.
Altogether Endrid felt that he was not holding his own against him,
and the little confidence he had in himself made him the more desirous
to get away.
"We do not know you," he said, and looked at his wife. "We must be
allowed to think it over."
"Yes, that will certainly be best," went on Randi; "we ought to know
something about the man we are to give our child to."
Mildrid felt the offence there was in these words, but looked
imploringly at Hans.
"That is true," answered Hans, beginning to turn his gun under the one
hand; "although I don't believe there are many men in the district
much better known than I am. But perhaps some one has spoken ill of
me?" He looked up to them.
Mildrid sat there feeling ashamed on her parents' account, and they
themselves felt that th
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