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learned to love when they departed into the night
with the dead peasant girl.
The service had begun when he came into the
church. He crept up to a gallery and looked down
upon the congregation. Cruel sorrow had then
taken possession of him. He wanted to talk to
them, to comfort them in their poverty and
hopelessness. If he might have spoken in God’s house,
he would, hopeless as he was himself, have found
hope and salvation for them. When he left the
church, he went into the vestry and wrote the
proclamation which his wife had already seen, promising
that work should begin again at Ekeby, that food
should be distributed there to the most needy. He
had hoped his wife and the cavaliers would fulfil his
promise when he was far away.
On leaving the vestry he saw a coffin standing
outside the parish mortuary. It was roughly,
evidently hastily made, but was covered with black
crape and wreaths of whortleberry leaves. He knew
it was Captain Lennert’s coffin. The people had
probably begged the Captain’s wife to hasten the
funeral so that the multitude who were present at
the Fair might attend.
He stood and gazed at the coffin, when a heavy
hand was laid on his shoulder. Sintram had come
up to him.
“Gösta,” said he, “if you wish to play any one
a real trick, lie down and die. There is nothing so
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