He had no man, either, to carry his
things, but had his papers in a pocket, and not even a bag.
"_Goddag_" said Geissler.
"_Goddag_" answered Isak and Inger. "Here's the like of visitors to
see this way!"
Geissler nodded.
"And thanks for all you did that time--in Trondhjem," said Inger all
by herself.
And Isak nodded at that, and said: "Ay, 'tis two of us owe you thanks
for that."
But Geissler--it was not his way to be all feelings and sentiments; he
said: "Yes, I'm just going across to Sweden."
For all their trouble of mind over the drought, Sellanraa's folk were
glad to see Geissler again; they gave him the best they had, and were
heartily glad to do what they could for him after all he had done.
Geissler himself had no troubles that could be seen; he grew talkative
at once, looked out over the fields and nodded. He carried himself
upright as ever, and looked as if he had several hundreds of _Daler_
in his pockets. It livened them up and brightened everything to have
him there; not that he made any boisterous fun, but a lively talker,
that he was.
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