When he had left my father entered the room; I could see that he tried to avoid the company of my brother as much as possible.
"What are you going to do?" I asked him, because he was putting on a large blue overall.
"I am going to tidy the room, and after that I am going to cook."
He took a broom and began to sweep the floor. I would much rather have done it myself, but the weariness in my knees was so great that I could hardly stand up, so I remained seated on the edge of the bed and watched him silently. After a while I asked him:
"Have you thought over where I shall go to?"
"Well, the best thing for you to do would be to go into the country."
"But that must not come too expensive."
"You might go up to the mill. I saw uncle last week, and they would certainly be pleased to have you there for some time."
My joy was very great. I had not been there for so many years, and the thought of strolling once more through those lovely meadows filled me with delight.