Grandfathers -- Fiction; Mountain life -- Switzerland -- Fiction; Orphans -- Fiction; Switzerland -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction
"You can have it," she answered, "only first make haste and get the
milk."
Peter had seldom performed any task more promptly, for he thought of
the bag and its contents, which now belonged to him. As soon as the
other two were sitting quietly drinking their milk, he opened it,
and quite trembled for joy at the sight of the meat, and he was just
putting his hand in to draw it out when something seemed to hold him
back. His conscience smote him at the remembrance of how he had stood
with his doubled fists behind the doctor, who was giving up to him his
whole good dinner. He felt as if he could not now enjoy it. But all at
once he jumped up and ran back to the spot where he had stood before,
and there held up his open hands as a sign that he had no longer any
wish to use them as fists, and kept them up until he felt he had made
amends for his past conduct. Then he rushed back and sat down to the
double enjoyment of a clear conscience and unusually satisfying meal.
Heidi and the doctor climbed and talked for a long while, until
the latter said it was time for him to be going back, and no doubt
Heidi would like to go and be with her goats. But Heidi would not
hear of this, as then the doctor would have to go the whole way down
the mountain alone. She insisted on accompanying him as far as the
grandfather's hut, or even a little further. She kept hold of her
friend's hand all the time, and the whole way she entertained him with
accounts of this thing and that. But at last the doctor insisted on her
going back; so they bid each other good-night and the doctor continued
his descent, turning now and again to look back, and each time he saw
Heidi standing on the same spot and waving her hand to him. Even so in
the old days had his own dear little daughter watched him when he went
from home.
[Illustration]
It was a bright, sunny autumn month. The doctor came up to the hut
every morning, and thence made excursions over the mountain. Alm-Uncle
accompanied him on some of his higher ascents. The doctor found great
pleasure in his companion's conversation, and was astonished at his
knowledge of the plants that grew on the mountain. He was well versed
also in the ways of the animals, great and small, and had many amusing
anecdotes to tell of these dwellers in caves and holes and in the tops
of the fir trees. And so the time passed pleasantly and quickly for
the doctor, who seldom said good-bye to the old man at the end of the
day without adding, "I never leave you, friend, without having learnt
something new from you."
On some of the very finest days, however, the doctor would wander out
again with Heidi, and then the two would sit together as on the first
day, and the child would repeat her hymns and tell the doctor things
which she alone knew. Peter sat at a little distance from them, but he
was now quite reconciled in spirit and gave vent to no angry pantomime.
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