I mean from the end of the meadow-land across the high-road there." Elsli was quite sure that Mrs.Stanhope owned nothing beyond the high-road.
"Do you see that little hill over there ?" said Oscar, pointing in that direction.

"There's a wind-mill up there; see how finely the big wings go turning round in the wind, like huge banners waving for a festival, and inviting people from all sides to come and rejoice together.

All the people who are to come to our celebration might camp out around the foot of that hill, and the speaker could stand up above there on that platform, and those huge flags would wave to and fro behind him and show where the festival was taking place, to all the neighboring country!" Oscar uttered these words in such a tone of enthusiasm that his companion caught the infection; but she hesitated.
"Yes, it would be fine," she said; "but don't you think we should have to ask the miller's leave ?" Oscar thought this would not be at all necessary, as the meeting would do no harm to the mill or to the grass, which was evidently very short.
He would go over and inspect the place himself.
"How is the banner getting on, Elsli ?" he asked presently.
"Oh, I forgot it entirely!" said the girl, somewhat startled.

"It is all ready, and I meant to put it in your bedroom to welcome you.

You see, Oscar, I finished it; because Aunt Clarissa said that it would be prettier without a motto, if I put a wreath of Alpine roses on the Swiss flag, and so I embroidered one upon it." But this did not suit Oscar at all; he wished to have his motto, his verses, over which he had spent so much trouble and had had so many discussions.