UP THE ALM ON A SUMMER EVENING 1S3
the roll and the letter in the bottom of the basket. The trunk was put into the wagon and then Sebastian lifted Heidi with her basket up to the high seat, held out his hand to bid her good-bye, and once more urged her, with all sorts of signs, to keep her eyes on the contents of her basket; for the driver was near, and Sebastian was all the more cautious because he knew that he ought to go with the child himself to the end of her journey. The driver swung himself up on the seat beside Heidi, and the wagon rolled off toward the mountain, while Sebastian, glad to escape the dreaded mountain journey, sat down in the station to wait for the returning train.
The man on the wagon was the baker of Dorfli, and he was carrying home his bags of meal. He had never seen Heidi, but like every one else in Dorfli he knew about the child that had been brought to the Aim-Uncle. Besides, he had known Heidi's parents and at once surmised that she was the much-talked-of little girl. He wondered somewhat why the child was so soon coming home again, and during the journey began to talk with Heidi: —
" You are the child who was up with the Aim-Uncle, your grandfather, aren't you ? "
" Did you fare badly that you have already come home from so far ? "
" No, I did not; no one can fare better than I did in Frankfurt."
" Why are you running home then ?"