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beauty, as one sometimes finds it even now among
the girls on the shores of the long Löfven.
Such is the bride Gösta Berling has chosen. A
half-crazy beggar girl will be a fit wife for a
disgraced parson. Nothing could be more suitable. It
is only necessary he should go to Karlstad for the
rings, and afterwards they will have another gay
day on the Löfven shores. Let them laugh once
more at Gösta Berling, when he is betrothed to the
broom girl, and when he marries her! Let them
laugh! Has he ever conceived a more amusing
escapade?
Dreary are the paths men tread on earth, over
desert and marsh and mountain. Must the outcast
go the way of the outcasts? The way of anger and
trouble and unhappiness? What does it matter if
he stumbles and falls! Is there any one to restrain
him? Is there any one who would stretch out to him
a supporting hand, or offer him a pleasant drink?
Where are the fairy princesses who should strew
roses over the dreary paths?
No, no, the sweet young Countess at Borg must
not interfere with Gösta Berling’s plans! She must
think of her reputation, she must think of her
husband’s anger and her mother-in-law’s spite, she must
not try to restrain him. During the long service in
Svartsjö church she may clasp her hands and bow
her head and pray for him. During sleepless nights
she may weep and fear for him, but she has no
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