But Hans, the comrade who had been sitting beside him, came out after him.
"Good gracious, what are you laughing at ?" he asked, pausing in front of the porch.

At this Oyvind was silent.
Hans remained standing, as if waiting to see what further might happen.
Oyvind got up, looked cautiously about him and said in a low tone,-- "Now Hans, I will tell you why I have been so happy before: it was because I did not really love any one; from the day we love some one, we cease to be happy," and he burst into tears.
"Oyvind!" a voice whispered out in the court; "Oyvind!" He paused and listened.

"Oyvind," was repeated once more, a little louder.

"It must be she," he thought.
"Yes," he answered, also in a whisper; and hastily wiping his eyes he came forward.
A woman stole softly across the gard.
[Transcriber's Note: The above sentence should read, "A woman stole softly across the yard." In other early translations, the words "yard" and "court-yard" are used here.

"Gard" in this case is apparently a typo.