"How much money will it be?" Ole asked at last, speaking in a low tone to the schoolmaster.
"Oh, not so very little."
"A few hundred?"
"More than that."
"More than that? Ovind, more than that! Good gracious, what a farm it will be!" He rose up and laughed aloud.
"I must go up with you to see Marit," said Ovind, "we'll take the chaise that is standing outside, and be quick there."
"Yes, quick, quick! Do you, then, want everything quick?"
"Yes, quick and rash."
"Quick and rash! Exactly as when I was young, exactly!"
"Here is your cap and stick, and now I'm going to turn you out!"