Efím travelled the same road he had come by; and as he drew nearer home his former anxiety returned as to how affairs were getting on in his absence.
“Much water flows away in a year,” the proverb says.
It takes a lifetime to build up a homestead, but not long to ruin it, thought he. And he wondered how his son had managed without him, what sort of spring they were having, how the cattle had wintered, and whether the cottage was well finished.
When Efím came to the district where he had parted from Elisha the summer before, he could hardly believe that the people living there were the same.
- The year before they had been starving, but now they were living in comfort.
- The harvest had been good, and the people had recovered, and had forgotten their former misery.
Una tarde, Efím llegó al mismo lugar en el que se había quedado Eliseo; y al entrar en el pueblo, una niña con una bata blanca salió corriendo de una choza.
“¡Papi, papi, ven a nuestra casa!”
Efím pretendía seguir su camino, pero la pequeña no se lo permitió. Lo agarró del abrigo, riendo, y lo arrastró hacia la choza, de cuyo porche salió una mujer con un niño pequeño que le hacía gestos para que se acercara.
—Entra, abuelo —dijo ella—. Cena y pasa la noche con nosotros.