HEIDI
As Dete and Heidi neared the grandmother’s hut they met Peter coming round the corner; he had evidently been well rewarded that day for his labors, for he was carrying an immense bundle of long thick hazel sticks on his shoulders. He stood still and stared at the two approaching figures; as they came up to him, he exclaimed, “Where are you going, Heidi?”
“I am only just going over to Frankfurt for a little visit with Dete,” she replied; “but I must first run in to grandmother, she will be expecting me.”
“No, no, you must not stop to talk; it is already too late,” said Dete, holding Heidi, who was struggling to get away, fast by the hand. “You can go in when you come back, you must come along now,” and she pulled the child on with her, fearing that if she let her go in Heidi might take it into her head again that she did not wish to come, and that the grandmother might stand by her. Peter ran into the hut and banged against the table with his bundle of sticks with such violence that everything in the room shook, and his grandmother leaped up with a cry of alarm from her spinning-wheel. Peter had felt that he must give vent to his feelings somehow.
“What is the matter? What is the matter?” cried the frightened old woman, while his mother, who had also started up from her seat at the shock, said in her usual patient manner, “What is it, Peter? why do you behave so roughly?”
“Because she is taking Heidi away,” explained Peter.
“Who? who? where to, Peter, where to?” asked the grandmother, growing still more agitated; but even as she spoke she guessed what had happened, for Brigitta had told her shortly before that she had seen Dete going up to Alm-Uncle. The
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