Now she burst out: "Dear, dear, what a pity! That is exactly like Adam and Eve in Paradise! But where did your mother go to?
And who is now on that beautiful estate ?" "Mother went far away to Paris, then to many other places, and at last we came to Middle Lot.

My grandfather still lives on the estate." "Oh, Erick, we will write a letter at once to your grandfather and ask him whether you may now come home again ?" "Oh, no, no! I dare not do that," opposed Erick.

"I must not go to my grandfather until I have become an honorable man, so that I may say to him: 'I will not bring shame on your name, Grandfather, but Mother would like to make up through me for what you have suffered through her!' I have promised that to my mother!" "Oh, what a pity, what a pity!" lamented Sally, "you may never go to the beautiful estate until you are a man; that will be a terrible long time.
And then you have to go away in the winter to quite strange people, to an institute.

Oh, if you only could go to the beautiful estate, to Grandfather! Can it not be brought about, Erick?
Can no one help you ?" "No, that is quite impossible," said Erick, thoroughly convinced.

"But now, since you know all, I will tell you a good deal more about the estate, for I know much more, and Mother and I have talked so often about it," so Erick told more and more until they reached home, where both of them were much distracted, for both were wandering in thought about the beautiful estate far away.