"Yes, but we'll go to church, for all that," replied Walpurga. "All the time I was away, I've looked forward to this first going to church. What a fine day it is! I don't believe there ever was such lovely weather." Their intercourse was full of happiness. The only drawback was that the child still refused to go to Walpurga.
Walpurga told her mother that everything had been well attended to during her absence, but she was displeased at one thing.
"What is it? what have I done?"
"Why, you didn't get yourself a servant."
The old woman smiled. She could never do that. She didn't know how she could ever order a servant about. And now Hansei said he wouldn't allow his wife to overwork herself, and that there must be a servant in the house.
The grandmother recommended one of her brother's children from over the mountains. So it was decided that they should send word to Uncle Peter to come, and bring one of his daughters with him.
The morning was clear and bracing, and Hansei, who had put on his snow-white shirt, said, while lighting his pipe:
"Walpurga, let your mother work a little while, and come out into the garden."
He was sitting on the bench under the cherry-tree. Walpurga soon joined him and, after the fashion of women, said that she could only remain for a short time, that she had various matters to attend to, and that they ought to be at church in good season.
She sat down beside him, and Hansei said: "Why don't you say something? you must have lots to tell about."