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screaming so wildly that he was obliged to raise his
head.
A little German, Faber by name, was organist
at Bro at that time. He was a slender man, wanting
in both dignity and weight; and the sexton was Jans
Larsson, a doughty peasant, but poor, for the Broby
parson had cheated him out of his patrimony, five
hundred dalers. The sexton wanted to marry the
organist’s sister, the little, refined Fröken Faber,
but the organist would not hear of it, and thus the
two were enemies. That evening the sexton had met
the organist on the bridge and straightway fallen
upon him. He caught him by the chest, lifted him
over the parapet of the bridge, and told him he
would drop him into the strait if he would not
promise him the hand of the little lady. Still the
German would not consent; he kicked and screamed
and still persisted in his “No,” though he saw
beneath him the stream of black, open water rushing
between its white banks.
“No, no!” he screamed, “no, no!”
And it is very possible that the sexton, in his
fury, would have allowed his captive to drop down
into the cold, black water, if Major Fuchs had not
come upon the bridge just then. He was startled,
placed Faber on his feet again, and disappeared as
rapidly as possible.
Little Faber fell upon the Major’s neck and
thanked him for saving his life, but Major Fuchs
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