"Good-bye then," she answered and gave him her hand.
II
The Miller's son went away. He stayed away a long time, went to school and learned a great deal, grew up, big and strong, and got down on his upper lip. It was so far to town, the journey there and back cost so much, that the thrifty Miller kept his son in town summer and winter for many years. He studied all the time.
But now he was grown into a man; he was eighteen or twenty.
Then one afternoon in spring he landed from the steamer. The flag was flying at the Castle in honour of the son who had also come home for his holidays by the same boat; a carriage had been sent down to the pier to fetch him. Johannes bowed to the Master and Mistress of the Castle and Victoria. How big and tall Victoria had grown! She did not return his greeting.
He took off his cap again and heard her ask her brother:
"Look, Ditlef, who's that bowing?"
Her brother answered:
"That's Johannes. Johannes Miller."