That way with your hair or else the cock's-comb will stand up too much." "I rushed straight out of the smithy, you see, to come up here and cram it into you.

I went in to mother first, and then I promised her to go down and buy some mackerel for supper.

Two smacks have come in to-day, they say." Silla's face showed that this was a great piece of news.

They were both natives of the town, and the arrival of the mackerel brought with it a number of pleasant recollections and pictures from the time when they lived in the square down by the wharves.
She looked a little undecided.
"What if I put on my shawl and went with you!" she exclaimed.

"Wait for me down below, Nikolai, so that we don't go together in the street up here!" It was a proposal that it was not easy to resist, she was so eager about it.