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therefore, he could not destroy the hated gift, he gave it
into the hands of the cavaliers, thinking their bad
management would do Ekeby and the other foundries
the greatest harm.
And as no one in the land doubted that Sintram
worked the will of his evil master, and as all his
promises to the cavaliers had been so strangely
fulfilled, they were all sure that the contract he had
made with them would be carried out to the smallest
detail, and they were determined to do nothing
sensible or practical or uncavalier-like, and they
were also quite convinced that the Major’s wife was
an abominable witch who had plotted their ruin.
Old Uncle Eberhard, the philosopher, made game
of their belief, but who cared what such a man as
Uncle Eberhard said—he was so obstinate himself
in his beliefs that if he had stood in the midst of
the fires of hell, and had seen all the devils grinning
at him, he would still have said they were not there,
because it was impossible that they should exist.
Uncle Eberhard was a great philosopher.
Gösta Berling told no one what he thought. He
certainly felt he had little cause to thank the
Major’s wife for making him an Ekeby cavalier, for it
now seemed better to him to be dead than to know
he had been the cause of Ebba Dohna’s suicide.
He lifted no hand in vengeance against the
Major’s wife, but neither would he help her. He could
not. But the cavaliers had come to great power and
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