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people that Gösta should accompany the Countess
home; he could not leave her in the dark nor let
her cross the dangerous ice alone again. They never
once remembered that he was needed at the foundry,
for they were so happy at being friends again.
It is easy to believe they loved one another, but
who can be sure of it? Only disjointed and stray
accounts of the brilliant events of their lives have
reached me, and I know nothing—less than nothing,
of what passed in their innermost hearts.
What can I tell you of the motives which
inspired their actions? I only know that a young and
beautiful woman risked her life, her honor, her
reputation, and her health, that night, to bring a
miserable wretch back into the right path. I only know
that Gösta Berling let the honor and glory of
beloved Ekeby fall that night to accompany her, who,
for his sake, had overcome the fear of death and
shame and punishment.
I have often followed them in my thoughts over
the ice on that dreadful night, which for them had
such a happy ending. I do not think there was any
secret love in their hearts which they repressed and
tried to crush down, as they clambered over the ice,
chatting happily of all that had taken place during
the time they had been separated.
He was again her page, her slave who lay at her
feet, and she was again his lady.
They were gay and happy, and neither of them
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