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and rowed toward the eastern shore. He pulled to
a little landing-place and helped her out of the boat.
“What will now become of you, Countess?” he
asked.
She lifted her finger solemnly and pointed to
heaven.
“When you are in trouble, Countess—”
He could not speak, his voice failed him, but
she understood, and answered, “I will send for you
when I need you.”
“I would have guarded you from all harm,” he
said.
She gave him her hand in farewell, and he could
say nothing more. Her hand lay cold and
nerveless in his. Elizabeth was unconscious of anything
but those inner voices which compelled her to go
away among strangers. She hardly knew that it
was the man she loved whom she was leaving now.
So he let her go and rowed back to the cavaliers.
When he reached the barge he trembled with
fatigue and seemed to be worn out and powerless.
He felt as though he had done the hardest day’s
work of his life.
He held his courage up a few days longer, till the
honor of Ekeby was saved. He carried the iron to
the weights at Kanikenäset; after that his strength
and courage of life deserted him for a long time.
The cavaliers noticed no change in him as long as
they were on board.
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