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Well, good-bye then, mother dear! Patience; I'll be back ere long

[Is going, but turns, holds up his finger warningly, and says:  Careful now, don't kick and sprawl! [Goes.

Peer!—God help me, now he's off; Reindeer-rider! Liar! Hei! Will you listen!—No, he's striding O'er the meadow! [Shrieks.] Help. I'm dizzy! , with sacks on their backs, come down the path to the mill.

Christ, who's screaming?

It is I!

Åse! Well, you are exalted!

This won't be the end of it;— Soon, God help me, I'll be heaven high

Bless your passing!

Fetch a ladder; I must be down! That devil Peer