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“It is no old story,” he cried. “"I knew it not till
to-day; I could not punish her unfaithfulness
before.”
At that his wife lifted her head and regained her
old courage.
“You shall go before I do. Do you imagine I fear
you?” she said, and came forward again.
The Major did not answer her, but he watched
her every movement, ready to strike her down if
he could not be quit of her in any other way.
“Help me, good gentlemen!” she cried; “help
me to get this man bound and taken away till he
regains the use of his senses. Remember who I
am—and who he is. Think of it before I am obliged to
yield to him. I manage all Ekeby, and he sits feeding
his bears all day in their bear-hole. Help me,
my good neighbors! There will be terrible misery
here if I leave you. The peasant earns his livelihood
by cutting my forests and carrying my ore. The
colliers live by providing me with coal, and the
lumbermen steer my rafts. I give the work which brings
them riches. The ironsmiths and carpenters and day
laborers all live by serving me. Do you think that
man can hold my work in hand? I tell you that if
you send me away, you bring down famine upon
yourselves.”
Again hands were raised in help, again an attempt
was made to pacify the Major.
“No,” he screamed, “out with her! Who dares
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