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No one thought he would ever see a woman
to whom he would give preference, and anything
in connection with love or sentiment was utterly
foreign to his nature.
So when he went about longing for moonlight,
you must not imagine he wished to make the good
lady, Luna, a confidant in any tender love trouble;
he was only thinking of the silver bullet which must
be moulded by the light of the new moon.
On a Thursday evening, when the moon was only
two fingers’ width and hung over the horizon for
a couple of hours after sunset, Major Fuchs betook
himself from Ekeby without telling any one where
he was going. He had a fire-steel and a bullet form
in his game-bag and his gun on his back, and he
went toward Bro Church to see what Fortune had
in store for an honest man.
The church lay on the eastern shore of the
narrow strait between the Upper and the Lower
Löfven, and Major Fuchs was obliged to cross Sund
Bridge to reach it. He marched down thither in
deep thought without looking up at the Bro Hills,
where the houses were sharply outlined against the
clear evening sky, or toward Gurlita Cliff raising its
round head in the evening glow. He stared only at
the ground, and wondered how he was to get hold
of the church key without any one discovering the
theft.
When he reached the bridge, he heard some one
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