'Lizebeth, after dinner, rushed about the kitchen with such a great noise, one could notice that many thoughts were working in her which she tried to give vent to.

But she went into her room only after everything was bright and in its place.
She dressed herself in her Sunday-best and entered the sitting-room to take leave, just as though she was going on a long journey, for it was an event for 'Lizebeth to leave the parsonage for several hours.

Now she wandered with slow steps along the road and looked to the right and left on the way to see what was growing in the field belonging to this or that neighbor.

But her thoughts began again to work in her; one could see that, for she began to walk quicker and quicker and to talk half aloud to herself.

Now she had arrived.