Grandfathers -- Fiction; Mountain life -- Switzerland -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Switzerland -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
And so the meal went on. Grandmamma and Alm-Uncle got on very well
together, and their conversation became more and more lively. They were
so thoroughly agreed in their opinions of men and things and the world
in general that they might have been taken for old cronies. The time
passed merrily, and then grandmamma looked towards the west and said,--
"We must soon get ready to go, Clara, the sun is a good way down; the
men will be here directly with the horse and sedan."
Clara's face fell, and she said beseechingly, "Oh, just another hour,
Grandmamma, or two hours. We haven't seen inside the hut yet, or
Heidi's bed, or any of the other things. If only the day was ten hours
long!"
"Well, that is not possible," said grandmamma, but she herself was
anxious to see inside the hut, so they all rose from the table and
Uncle wheeled Clara's chair to the door. But there they came to a
standstill, for the chair was much too broad to pass through the door.
Uncle, however, soon settled the difficulty by lifting Clara in his
strong arms and carrying her inside.
Grandmamma went all round and examined the household arrangements, and
was very much amused and pleased at their orderliness and the cozy
appearance of everything. "And this is your bedroom up here, Heidi, is
it not?" she asked, as without fear she mounted the ladder to the hay
loft. "Oh, it does smell sweet, what a healthy place to sleep in." She
went up to the round window and looked out, and grandfather followed up
with Clara in his arms, Heidi springing up after them. Then they all
stood and examined Heidi's wonderful hay-bed, and grandmamma looked
thoughtfully at it and drew in from time to time fragrant draughts of
the hay-perfumed air, while Clara was charmed beyond words with the
sleeping apartment.
"It is delightful for you up here, Heidi! You can look from your bed
straight into the sky, and then such a delicious smell all round you!
and outside the fir trees waving and rustling! I have never seen such a
pleasant, cheerful bedroom before."
Uncle looked across at the grandmamma. "I have been thinking," he
said to her, "that if you were willing to agree to it, your little
granddaughter might remain up here, and I am sure she would grow
stronger. You have brought up all kinds of shawls and covers with you,
and we could make up a soft bed out of them, and as to looking after
the child, you need have no fear, for I will see to that."
Clara and Heidi were as overjoyed at these words as if they were
two birds let out of their cages, and grandmamma's face beamed with
satisfaction.
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