Ole is silent; but now the school-master, too, is silent.
Finally Ole says:—
"I have a grandchild; she knows what would please me before I am taken away, but she does not do it."
The school-master smiles.
"Possibly it would not please her?"
Ole makes no reply.
The school-master: "There are many things which trouble you; but as far as I can understand they all concern the gard."
Ole says, quietly,—
"It has been handed down for many generations, and the soil is good. All that father after father has toiled for lies in it; but now it does not thrive. Nor do I know who shall drive in when I am driven out. It will not be one of the family."
"Your granddaughter will preserve the family."