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Gunnar gave a sudden cry of rage—then said in a quiet
voice:
“I will go. Carry her in,” but he took her in his own arms
and went towards the door. At sight of the blood-stained bed
his face twitched. Turning away, he pushed open the door to
his room and placed her on his own untouched bed. Then he
rushed down the stairs.
Helge had moved at his side the whole time, his mouth half
open as if paralysed in the act of crying out. But he stopped
at Gunnar’s door. When he was left alone with her he stole
into the room, touching her hand with his finger-tips, and he
fell down beside the bed, crying wildly, hysterically, with his
head against it. …
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