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justify a faithless wife? I tell you, if she does not
go voluntarily, I will lift her up and carry her to
my wild bears.”
Then, in her great distress, the Lady of Ekeby
turned to the cavaliers.
“Will you allow me to be driven from my home,
cavaliers? Have I let you freeze in winter? Have
I refused you wine and ale? Did I require work
from your hands because I gave you food and clothing?
Have you not enjoyed yourselves at my side
as trustfully as children? Have you not danced
through my halls, and have not gaiety and laughter
been your daily bread? Don’t let this man who has
been the great unhappiness of my life, don’t let him
drive me from my home, cavaliers! Don’t send me
to be a beggar by the wayside!”
During these words Gösta Berling made his way
to a lovely dark-haired girl who was sitting at the
big table.
“You were often at Borg five years ago, Anna,”
he said. “Tell me, was it the Major’s wife who told
Ebba that I was an unfrocked clergyman?”
“Help her, Gösta,” the girl answered.
“You can understand, I suppose, that I wish to
know first if she made a murderer of me?”
“Oh, Gösta, what terrible thoughts! Help her,
Gösta.”
“You won’t answer me, I see—then Sintram
told the truth.”
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