Where he should go later he did not know; but it made not the least difference to him.

He had acquired a briskness and vigor of thought which it did one good to see, and an animation in the expression of his feelings which is so refreshing to a person who the whole year through strives to repress his own.

The school-master grew ten years younger.
"Now we have come _so far_ with him," said he, beaming with satisfaction as he rose to go.
When the mother returned from waiting on him, as usual, to the door-step, she called Oyvind into the bedroom.
"Some one will be waiting for you at nine o'clock," whispered she.
"Where ?" "On the cliff." Oyvind glanced at the clock; it was nearly nine.

He could not wait in the house, but went out, clambered up the side of the cliff, paused on the top, and looked around.

The house lay directly below; the bushes on the roof had grown large, all the young trees round about him had also grown, and he recognized every one of them.