Grandfathers -- Fiction; Mountain life -- Switzerland -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Switzerland -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
"You are indeed kind, my dear Uncle," she exclaimed. "I was just
thinking myself that a stay up here might be the very thing she wanted.
But then the trouble, the inconvenience to yourself! And you speak of
nursing and looking after her as if it were a mere nothing! I thank you
sincerely, I thank you from my whole heart, Uncle." And she took his
hand and gave it a long and grateful shake, which he returned with a
pleased expression of countenance.
Uncle immediately set to work to get things ready. He carried Clara
back to her chair outside, Heidi following, not knowing how to jump
high enough into the air to express her contentment. Then he gathered
up a whole pile of shawls and furs and said, smiling, "It is a good
thing that grandmamma came up well provided for a winter's campaign; we
shall be able to make good use of these."
The two had meanwhile ascended to the hay-loft and begun to prepare a
bed; there were so many articles piled one over the other that when
finished it looked like a regular little fortress. Grandmamma passed
her hand carefully over it to make sure that there were no bits of hay
sticking out. "If there's a bit that can come through it will," she
said. The soft mattress, however, was so smooth and thick that nothing
could penetrate it. Then they went down again well satisfied, and found
the children laughing and talking together and arranging all they were
going to do from morning till evening as long as Clara stayed. The
next question was how long she was to remain, and first grandmamma was
asked, but she referred them to the grandfather, who gave it as his
opinion that she ought to make trial of the mountain air for at least
a month. The children clapped their hands for joy, for they had not
expected to be together for so long a time.
The bearers and the horse and guide were now seen approaching; the
former were sent back at once, and grandmamma prepared to mount for her
return journey.
"It's not saying good-bye, Grandmamma," Clara called out, "for you will
come up now and then and see how we are getting on, and we shall so
look forward to your visits."
Grandmamma mounted her sturdy animal, and Uncle took the bridle to lead
her down the steep mountain path; she begged him not to come far with
her, but he insisted on seeing her safely as far as Doerfli, for the
way was precipitous and not without danger for the rider, he said.
Grandmamma did not care to stay alone in Doerfli, and therefore decided
to return to Ragatz, and thence to make excursions up the mountain from
time to time.
[Illustration]
Peter came down with his goats before Uncle had returned. As soon as
the animals caught sight of Heidi they all came flocking towards her,
and she, as well as Clara on her couch, were soon surrounded by the
goats, pushing and poking their heads one over the other, while Heidi
introduced each in turn by its name to her friend Clara.
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