I finished my meal and got up. Should I go off now, and leave it at that? Of course; what else? I took leave of the maids, with a jesting word to each in turn.
“I'd have liked to say good-bye to Fruen, too, but....”
“Fruen's indoors. I'll....”
Emma goes in, and comes back a moment later.
“Fruen's lying down with a headache. She sent her very good wishes.”
“Come again!” said all the girls as I set off.
I walked away out of the place, with my sack under my arm. Then suddenly I remembered the ax; Falkenberg might not find it where I'd put it. I went back, knocked at the kitchen door, and left a message for him where it was.
Going down the road, I turned once or twice and looked back towards the windows of the house. Then all was out of sight.