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The Christmas Dinner
FRU Samzelius celebrated Christmas Day by
giving a dinner-party at Ekeby. She took her
place as hostess at a table spread for fifty guests,
doing the honors with great splendor. The short
fur jacket and striped skirt and clay pipe were cast
aside. She rustled in silk, her bare arms were loaded
with gold, and pearls gleamed on her white throat.
But where were the cavaliers? Where were the
men who drank to the new owners of Ekeby out
of the burnished kettle on the black floor of the
forge?
In the corner near the fireplace the cavaliers were
seated at a separate table; there was no room for
them that day at the big central table. They were
served later than the other guests, the wine flowed
sparingly, none of the pretty women cast a glance
in their direction, no one listened to Gösta’s jokes.
The cavaliers were like tamed birds. They had
had but an hour’s sleep before they started to the
early morning service at church, lighted on their way
by torches and the stars. They saw the Christmas
lights, they heard the Christmas hymns, and they
became smiling children again. They forgot the
Christmas Eve in the forge, as one forgets an evil
dream.
The Lady of Ekeby was a powerful and great
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