GoIdmund spent a day of happy impatiening in the hills. If he had owned a horse, he would have ridden to his masters beautiful madonna in the cloister. He felt the urge to see her again and thought that he had dreamed of Master Niklaus that night. Well, hed go see the madonna aime. His bliss with Agnes might be of short duration, might lead to danger perhaps—but today it was in full bloom; he did not want to miss any of it. He did not want to see people, to be distracted; he wao spend the mild autumn day outside, with the trees and clouds. He told Marie that he was thinking of a hike in the tryside and might be back late. He asked her to give him a good k of bread for the road and not wait up for him in the evening. She made no ent, stuffed his pockets full of bread and apples, ran a brush over his old coat, which she had patched the very first day, a him go.
He strolled across the river and climbed the steep-stepped paths through the empty vineyards, ……（内容加载失败！）
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