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Ulrika back to Berga. Although she was undoubtedly
Sintram’s wife, she could not remain at Fors.
She would go mad if she remained with him. Anna
decided to take her away.
How frightened and yet how delighted Ulrika
was with this decision!
But oh, no, she certainly would not dare to leave
her husband and her home. He might, perhaps,
send the black dog after her.
But Anna conquered, partly by deception, partly
by threats; and in half an hour she had her in the
sledge beside her. Anna drove herself, and old Disa
was in the shafts; the roads were bad, for it was late
in March, but it did Ulrika good to be sitting again
in the well-known sledge, behind the horse which
had served Berga as faithfully and as long as she
herself had done.
Being of a cheerful temperament and a dauntless
mind, this old household drudge stopped crying
by the time they passed Arvidstorp; at Högberg
she was already laughing, while at Munkerud she
was telling Anna her experiences in her youth with
the Countess at Svaneholm.
They turned into the lonely deserted district
beyond Munkeby. The road climbed every height it
could possibly reach, it crept to the top in lengthy
curves, leaped down in steep descent, and then
rushed as rapidly as possible over the level valley
to climb the nearest height again.
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