With one impulse Lisbeth and the boys gazed over the mountain's familiar expanse.
"The mountain begins to look barren now," said Peter; "but I shall be here a week longer."
"So long as that?" said Lisbeth. "And you, Ole?"
"I am going day after to-morrow."
All three were silent again for a while. Then Lisbeth said: "I suppose I must go with the others now. They surely must be ready."
She descended from the roof and went over to where the boys were. The conversation came to a standstill again; they could not think of anything to say. Finally Peter spoke.
"Are you coming again next summer, Lisbeth?"
"Yes, if Kjersti Hoel is pleased with me; but that can hardly be expected, since I am going home without Crookhorn."
"It would take a horse trainer to look after her," said Ole.
Again there was silence. Then Ole said: "We did not go up to Glory Peak this summer, to see the spot the king once visited."