But as long as I'm Inspector
here, and hold an official position, of course I can't neglect my
duties. If I hadn't the telegraph, of course ... and it may not be for
long...."
"Why?" said Isak. "You thinking of giving it up, maybe?"
"Well, I can't say exactly," said Brede. "I haven't quite decided.
They want me to move down into the village again."
"Who is it wants you?" asked Isak.
"Oh, all of them. The Lensmand wants me to go and be assistant there
again, and the doctor wants me to drive for him, and the parson's wife
said more than once she misses me to lend a hand, if it wasn't such a
long way to go. How was it with that strip of hill, Isak--the bit you
sold? Did you get as much for it as they say?"
"Ay, 'tis no lie," answered Isak.
"But what did Geissler want with it, anyway? It lies there
still--curious thing! Year after year and nothing done."
It was a curious thing; Isak had often wondered about it himself; he
had spoken to the Lensmand about it, and asked for Geissler's address,
thinking to write to him .
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