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The husband of Countess Dohna will be sufficiently
rich and sufficiently powerful for his youthful sins
to be forgiven him.’
“‘I am not thinking of his youthful sins, mamma.
It is because he has deceived me and can never be
what I wished him to be that I will not marry him.’
“‘Ebba, remember I have given my word.’
“The girl became deadly pale.
“‘Mamma, I tell you, if you make me marry
him, you part me from God.’
“‘I am determined to make you happy,’ said her
mother, ‘and I am sure you will be happy with this
man. You have already made a saint of him. I have
determined to put aside the usual requirements of
our station, and to forget that he is poor and
despised, to give you the opportunity of raising him.
I feel I am doing what is right. You know how I
despise all old conventionalities.’
“But she said this because she could not endure
any one to contradict her. Perhaps, too, she meant
it when she said it. Countess Märta was not easy
to understand.
“Ebba lay quietly on her sofa for a long time
after her mother left her. She fought her fight.
Earth rose against heaven, love against love; but
the love of her childhood won the battle. As she
lay there on that very sofa, she saw the west flush
into a glorious sunset. She felt it was a greeting from
the good king, and as she was not strong enough to
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