HEIDI
“I am sure I could push you up, the chair goes so easily,” said Heidi, and in proof of her words, she sent the chair at such a pace round the corner that it nearly went flying down the mountainside. Grandmamma being at hand, however, stopped it in time.
The grandfather, meantime, had not been idle. He had by this time put the table and extra chairs in front of the seat, so that they might all sit out here and eat the dinner that was preparing inside. The milk and the cheese were soon ready, and then the company sat down in high spirits to their mid-day meal.
Grandmamma was enchanted, as the doctor had been, with their dining-room, whence one could see far along the valley, and far over the mountains to the farthest stretch of blue sky. A light wind blew refreshingly over them as they sat at table, and the rustling of the fir trees made a festive accompaniment to the repast.
“I never enjoyed anything as much as this. It is really superb!” cried grandmamma two or three times over; and then suddenly, in a tone of surprise, “Do I really see you taking a second piece of toasted cheese, Clara!”
There, sure enough, was a second golden-colored slice of cheese on Clara’s plate.
“Oh, it does taste so nice, grandmamma—better than all the dishes we have at Ragatz,” replied Clara, as she continued eating with appetite.
“That’s right, eat what you can!” exclaimed Uncle. “It’s the mountain air which makes up for the deficiencies of the kitchen.”
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