MINNA
89
"I will now say good-bye. We are near home, and you are not to come any farther with me."
"But why not? What do you mean?"
"Let me alone! Do let me go by myself this time, it is the only thing I ask of you, because I let you, because you …"
"But, any way, tell me …"
"Good-bye, good-bye!"
She ran rather than walked down the stones, and over the meadow, where her steps grew noiseless; only the leather belt round her waist creaked with her quick movement, just like the girth of a horse's saddle. It had creaked like that whilst she crept amongst the bilberries. I grew quite sad when I could not hear it any longer.
There I remained on the same spot, gazing after her as long as I could see her light dress.
