"No, it will not be at all bad."
"But we can scarcely expect that."
"Oh, no! scarcely."
Then there was silence again, for not much more could be said on that subject. Lisbeth stole a look at Jacob. She thought of saying something about his having grown so large; but then again it did not seem to her quite proper for her to speak first, he being the elder. The package of food caught her eye,—she could certainly begin to speak about that.
"Kjersti Hoel sent you her greetings, and bade me ask if you would not try to put up with the lunch she has sent to-day."
"Yes, thank you; but I have some with me, too."
"You must be hungry after your long walk."
"Yes, I can't say that I'm not."
"Then we will set the table here on the stone."
Little by little Lisbeth set out on the stone all the good things which Kjersti had put in the package; and then she said, as she had heard was the custom when one entertained strangers, "Be so good as to draw up your chair, Jacob."