“No,” answered the doctor, with emphasis. “No climbing to the top of Borgarfjall for me, thank you.”
Ormarr turned to Ørlygur with a questioning look.
“What were you doing up there?”
“I thought a sort of monument would look nice on top.”
“Sort of monument!...” Ormarr shook his head. “But the top—the peak—it’s more than any man could do to get there!”
“Exactly,” said Ørlygur.
Ormarr and the doctor burst out laughing, in which Ørlygur joined. Then hurriedly he made his escape.
When he had left the room, Ormarr turned to the doctor.
“What does it all mean?” he asked.
“My dear Ormarr Ørlygsson, don’t ask me. I have to thank you, by the way, for finding me a most excellent housekeeper.”