Thore says they shall not meet in his house until they have the old man's consent." "Right, quite right." Presently the mother cried,-- "There! I think they are coming." The school-master looked long in the distance.
"Yes, indeed! it is they." The mother left the window, and he went into the house.

After he had rested a little and taken something to drink, they proceeded down to the shore, while the boat darted toward them, making rapid headway, for both father and son were rowing.

The oarsmen had thrown off their jackets, the waters whitened beneath their strokes; and so the boat soon drew near those who were waiting.

Oyvind turned his head and looked up; he saw the two at the landing-place, and resting his oars, he shouted,-- "Good-day, mother! Good-day, school-master!" "What a manly voice he has," said the mother, her face sparkling.

"O dear, O dear! he is as fair as ever," she added.
The school-master drew in the boat.