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gesture up the road as if he saw some one coming
along it. Every one knows that life is lavish of such
meetings as that which now followed. He who can
still feel astonished may perhaps find it wonderful
that the cavaliers should be on board their barges
at Klarälfven Ferry on the very morning after the
Countess Elizabeth had left her home and started
on her tramp eastward. But it would certainly have
been even more extraordinary if she had found no
help in her need. It happened now that she, having
walked all night, came along the road to the ferry
just as the cavaliers were ready to push off, and
they remained standing watching her while she
spoke to the ferryman, and he untied his boat. She
was dressed like a peasant girl, and they had no
idea who she was. But they still stood and looked
at her, because there was something familiar about
her appearance. And while she was there talking
to the ferryman, a cloud of dust rose on the road,
and out of the dust-cloud appeared a big, yellow
calash. She knew at once it was from Borg, that
they were in search of her, and that she would be
caught. She could not hope to escape in the
ferry-man’s boat, and the only hiding-place she saw was
on the cavaliers’ barges. She rushed toward them
without seeing who was on board; and it was as
well she did not see, for she would probably have
chosen to throw herself under the horses’ feet rather
than have taken flight thither.
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