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hands to work with. But he still seemed to think
it best there should be two of us, so that she might
sit all day in the sofa corner with her embroidery.
He said I had no idea how much attention a little
woman like that required.”
“Go on, Gösta,” said the Major’s wife; “this eases
my suffering. Did you think your young Countess
would consent to live in a cottage?”
He wondered at her scornful tone, but continued:
“Oh, I dared not hope it, but it would be so
beautiful if she would. It is thirty miles or more to
any doctor here, and she, with her light hand and
tender heart, would have work enough in binding
wounds and stilling fevers. And I thought how all
the troubled would find their way to the beautiful
lady in the crofter’s hut. There is so much trouble
among the poor which a kind hand and a warm heart
can lighten.”
“And about yourself, Gösta Berling?”
“My work will lie at the carpenter’s bench and
the turning-lathe. I want to live my own life now.
If my wife will not follow me, I must live it alone.
Ifall the world’s riches were offered me, they would
not tempt me now; I want to live my own life. I
shall be a poor man among the peasants, and shall
live to help them in any way I can. They need some
one who will play polkas for them at their weddings
and Christmas feasts; they need some one to
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