Wanderers

look, and asked if we couldn't fix a post for him on the road up to the church. He needed it badly, that p

raight and upstanding as a candle in a stick. And

cottage. But the priest wanted it white, and Grindhusen was afraid to contradict, and carefully agreed to all he said, until at last I put in a word, and said that notice

f a smile and saying I was right mad

, asking what that red cardinal was to be stuck up there for on the road. But t

od was bad, no, but Grindhusen, he ate his soup in a di

omes to eating porridge?" I t

to rest after his meal in the same gre

man, aren't you goin

g his mouth with one h

I had you there!" But I was displeased with myself, fo

was that business of the well and the pipe-line, now; what if I were to work out a plan for the whole installation all complete! I had no instruments to take the height and fal

the place-and it was all one to us, seeing we were paid by the day. But as time went on I grew more and more impatient of my work-mate's company. It was torture to me, for instance, to see him pick up a loaf from the table, hold it close in to his chest, and cut off a slice with a greasy pocket-knife that he was always

f from telling my companion now and then what I thought of his uncleanly ways, there grew up a certain ill-feeling be

ndug as ever. Sunday came, a

and set it up there. I saw at once that the sight cut the hillside several metres below the top. Good.

eltzer was his name. And what was I doing up there? Measuring the hill;

l from foot to summit, with Harald to help. When we came down to th