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ver, the farmer's son. It was the son of the owner of Sands farm, whom Soerine had driven home with from the town--in fear of the dark forest. "Ay, you managed it finely--keeping the girl away from vagabonds," said Soeren, looking out of the corners of his eyes towards the new arrival. "Rubbish! A farmer's son is better than a vagabond, anyway," answered Maren proudly. After all it was she who was right; had she not always said there was refinement in Soerine? There was blue blood in the girl! One day, Soeren had to put on his best clothes and off he went to Sands farm. "'Twas with child she was, after all," said he, going straight to the point. "'Tis just born." "Oh, is it," said the farmer's son who stood with his father on the thrashing-floor shaking out some straw. "Well, that's as it may be!" "Ay, but she says you're the father." "Oh, does she! Can she prove it, I'd like to know." "She can take her oath on it, she can. So you had better marry the girl." The farmer's son shouted with laughter. "Oh, you laugh, do you?" Soeren picked up a hayfork and made for the lad, who hid behind the threshing-machine, livid with fear. "Look here," the boy's father broke in: "Don't you think we two old ones had better go outside and talk the matter over? Young folk nowadays are foolish. Whatever the boy's share in the matter may be, I don't believe he'll marry her," began he, as they were outside. "That he shall, though," answered Soeren, threateningly. "Look you, the one thing to compel him is the law--and that she will not take, if I know anything about her. But, I'll not say but he might help the girl to a proper marriage--will you take two hundred crowns once and for all?" Soeren thought in his own mind that it was a large sum of money for a poor babe, and hurried to close the bargain in case the farmer might draw back. "But, no gossip, mind you, now. No big talk about relationship and that kind of thing," said the farmer as he followed Soeren out of the gate. "The child must take the girl's name--and no claim on us." "No, of course not!" said Soeren, eager to be off. He had got the two hundred crowns in his inner pocket, and was afraid the farmer might demand them back again. "I'll send you down a paper one of these days and get your receipt for the money," said the farmer. "It is best to have it fixed up all right and legal." He said the word "legal" with such emphasis and familiar
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