"It is the half of my farm, which I have sold to-day."
The pastor remained long sitting in silence; at last he asked, but gently: "What do you intend to do now?"
"Something better."
They sat there awhile, Thord with downcast eyes, the pastor with his raised to Thord. Then the pastor said slowly, and in a low tone: "I think at last your son has really become a blessing to you."
"Yes, I think so myself also," said Thord, he looked up, and two tears coursed slowly down his face.