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ters of her great estates. Then began a life that
could hardly have been worse. A storm of recklessness
swept over Värmland, and all kinds of madness
broke out among the young. Evil was rampant, and
good trembled. Men warred on earth and spirits in
Heaven. The forces of nature had been let loose;
wolves from Dovre came with witches on their
backs, and the Wood Nymph appeared at Ekeby.
The cavaliers, thinking her some poor young
lady in distress driven from home by a cruel
stepmother, gave her shelter, honored her as a queen,
and loved her as a child.
Kevenhüller alone knew her. At first he, like
the others, was deluded; but one day, when she
appeared in a dress of shimmering green, he
recognized her.
There she sat amid silken cushions, while the old
men made themselves ridiculous serving her. One
was her highness’s cook, another her chamberlain;
one read to her, one was court musician, one court
shoe-maker—all had been taken into her service.
The odious witch was supposed to be ill, but
Kevenhüller knew she was only making fools of the
cavaliers, and warned them against her. “Look at
her small, sharp teeth,” he said, “and her wild,
shining eyes! She is the Wood Nymph. The powers of
evil are at large in these awful times. I tell you she
is the Wood Nymph come to destroy us. I know
her of old.”
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