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building and watched the people arrive. They knew what
they were charged with, and for once they were
innocent. If the poor girl had died in the forest,
it was not because they set their dogs at her—they
had never done that—but because Gösta Berling
had married Countess Elizabeth eight days ago.
But of what use to talk to those furies? They were
tired and hungry, revenge urged them on, and the
thought of plunder tempted them forward. They
came on with angry shouts, and before them rode
the crofter, driven crazy with fear.
The cavaliers had hidden Countess Elizabeth in
the innermost room. Lövenborg and Uncle Eberhard
were to stay there and guard her, and the
others went out to meet the people. They stood on
the steps of the main building, unarmed and smiling,
when the first of the noisy crowd arrived there.
The people paused before that little group of
quiet men. There were those among them who were
ready to cast them on the ground and trample the
life out of them with their iron-shod boots, as the
workmen at Sund foundry had treated the manager
and inspector there fifty years before, but they had
expected barred doors and lifted weapons, resistance
and strife.
“Dear friends,” said the cavaliers, “you are tired
and hungry; let us offer you some food, and you must
first taste a glass of our home-brewed Ekeby gin.”
But the people would not listen to such talk,
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