Then she was silent again.
"Sister mine, it's summer now," said Birk, and Ronia could feel that it was.
"I'll carry this summer around in my memory as long as I live," she said.
Birk looked around in the twilight woods, and a strange mood came upon him; he did not know why. He did not understand that what he was feeling, almost like pain, was only the beauty and peace of the summer evening, nothing more.
"This summer," he said, looking at Ronia. "Yes, I shall carry this summer with me till the end of my life -- I know that."
So they came home to the Bear's Cave.
from: A. Lindgren - Ronia, The Robber's Daughter
