Growth of the Soil by Knut Hamsun

And time goes on; winter is passed; spring comes again.

Isak has to go down to the village one day -- and why not? What for? "Nay, I don't know," says he. But he gets the cart cleaned up all fine, puts in the seat, and drives off, and a deal of victuals and such put in, too -- and why not? 'Twas for Eleseus at Storborg. Never a horse went out from Sellanraa but there was something taken down to Eleseus.