"But?--"
"Will you not?"
"Yes, of course."
"Yes yes, yes yes, then it is settled, said the hen, when she flew on to the water."
"But?----"
Ole looks inquiringly at the schoolmaster.
"Ovind wants to know if he is to have Marit?"
Ole quickly, "Marit into the bargain, Marit into the bargain!"
Ovind jumped up and laughed for joy, rubbed his hands, and ran about, repeating continuously, "Marit into the bargain! Marit into the bargain!"
Thore laughed in deep chuckles; the mother sat up in the corner, with eyes constantly fixed on her son, till the tears came.