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dame. Who would dare lift his arm against her?
Whose tongue would dare to bear witness against
her? Certainly the cavaliers never could, who for so
many years had eaten her bread and slept beneath
her roof. She placed them where she chose; she
could exclude them from her festivity altogether
if she wished, and they were powerless. God bless
them! why, they could not exist away from Ekeby!
The guests at the big table were enjoying themselves.
Marienne Sinclaire’s beautiful eyes were
beaming, and you heard the low laugh of the gay
little Countess Dohna.
But the cavaliers were moody. Why were they
not with the other guests? What was the meaning
of this insulting arrangement of the table in the
fireplace corner? As if they were not fit for the best
society?
The hostess sat between Count Dohna and the
rector of Bro, while the cavaliers hung their heads
like deserted children, and last night’s thoughts
awoke within them. Gay nonsense and ridiculous
sayings were but shy guests at the smaller table, for
the anger and the promises of last night had entered
the hearts of the cavaliers.
Certainly Squire Julius managed to convince
Kristian Bergh that the roasted grouse which were
being handed round at the big table would not suffice
for all the guests, but that did not cause much
amusement.
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