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wife is in good hands, Henrik. We may as well
return home at once.”
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No such joy, however, prevailed on the barges as
Countess Märta imagined. As long as the yellow
calash was visible, the frightened young woman had
crouched down upon the cargo without moving
or saying a word. She only stared at the shore.
It is probable that it was only when she saw the
yellow calash disappear in the distance that she
recognized the cavaliers. Again she sprang up, and it
seemed as if she wished to make another attempt
to escape, but she was checked by the nearest
bystander, and she sank down with a low wail. And
the cavaliers dared not speak to her nor ask her
questions; she looked as if she were on the verge
of madness. The heads of these cavaliers were truly
being weighed down with responsibility. This iron
was in itself a heavy burden for inexperienced
shoulders; and besides this, they were now to watch and
guard a young high-born lady who had run away
from her husband.
When they had met her during the winter
festivities, more than one of them had remembered
a little sister whom he had loved in the old days.
When he had played and struggled with her he
had been obliged to handle her gently, and when he
talked to her he had learned to be careful and say
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