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No wonder Marie thought of him as she did, and she
realized that it was best so. Yet she sighed.
She returned to Tjele by Erik Grubbe’s desire, for he was
afraid that Sti might persuade her to some step that did not
fit into his plans, and besides he was bound to try whether
he could not talk her into some compromise, by which the
marriage might remain in force. This proved fruitless, but
still Erik Grubbe continued to write Ulrik Frederik letters
begging him to take back Marie. Ulrik Frederik never
replied. He preferred to let the matter hang fire as long as
possible, for the sacrifice of property that would have to
follow a divorce was extremely inconvenient for him. As
for his father-in-law’s assurances of Marie’s conciliatory
state of mind, he did not put any faith in them. Squire Erik
Grubbe’s untruthfulness was too well known.
Meanwhile Erik Grubbe’s letters grew more and more
threatening, and there were hints of a personal appeal to
the King. Ulrik Frederik realized that matters could not
go on this way much longer, and while in Copenhagen, he
wrote his bailiff at Kalö, Johan Utrecht, ordering him to
find out secretly whether Madam Gyldenlöve would meet
him there unknown to Erik Grubbe. This letter was
written in March of sixty-nine. Ulrik Frederik hoped, by this
meeting, to learn how Marie really felt, and in case he
found her compliant, he meant to take her back with him
to Aggershus. If not, he would make promises of steps
leading to an immediate divorce, and so secure for himself
as favorable terms as possible. But Marie Grubbe refused
to meet him, and Ulrik Frederik was obliged to go back
to Norway with nothing accomplished.
Still Erik Grubbe went on with his futile letter-writing,
but in February of sixteen hundred and seventy, they had
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