"Yes," said Paul. "But I'm the master of this farm. I have a say in things too. I'm not without power up here in Reisa, believe me...."
Then he said sternly to Solem:
"You come to me next time."
Whereupon he stalked off to the woods again.
"He's a bit tight again, our good Paul," said the lawyer.
Nobody replied.
"Can you imagine an innkeeper in Switzerland behaving like that?" the lawyer remarked.
Mrs. Brede said gently:
"What a pity! He never drank before."
And at once the lawyer was charitable again: