Lagerlöf, Selma, 1858-1940 -- Translations into English; Short stories, Swedish -- Translations into English; Sweden -- Fiction
But to her this seemed to be the greatest misfortune he had met with
that day. It was bad that he was about to miss the advantageous
marriage, but still worse were he to woo a girl like herself. "No, such
things you must not say to me," she said, rising abruptly.
"Why shouldn't I say this to you?" asked Gudmund, turning pale. "Perhaps
it is with you as with Hildur--you are afraid of me?"
"No, that's not the reason."
She wanted to explain how he was seeking his own ruin, but he was not
listening to her. "I have heard said that there were women-folk in olden
times who stood side by side with men when they were in trouble; but
that kind one does not encounter nowadays."
A tremor passed through Helga. She could have thrown her arms around his
neck, but remained perfectly still. To-day it was she who must be
sensible.
"True, I should not have asked you to become my wife on the day that I
must go to prison. You see, if I only knew that you would wait for me
until I'm free again, I should go through all the hardship with courage.
Every one will now regard me as a criminal, as one who drinks and
murders. If only there were some one who could think of me with
affection!--this would sustain me more than anything else."
"You know, surely, that I shall never think anything but good of you,
Gudmund."
Helga was so still! Gudmund's entreaties were becoming almost too much
for her. She didn't know how she should escape him. He apprehended
nothing of this, but began thinking he had been mistaken. She could not
feel toward him as he did toward her. He came very close and looked at
her, as though he wanted to look through her. "Are you not sitting on
this particular ledge of the mountain that you may look down to
Närlunda?"
"Yes."
"Don't you long night and day to be there?"
"Yes, but I'm not longing for any person."
"And you don't care for me?"
"Yes, but I don't want to marry you."
"Whom do you care for, then?"
Helga was silent.
"Is it Per Mårtensson?"
"I have already told you that I liked him," she said, exhausted by the
strain of it all.
Gudmund stood for a moment, with tense features, and looked at her.
"Farewell, then! Now we must go our separate ways, you and I," said he.
With that he made a long jump from this ledge of the mountain down to
the next landing and disappeared among the trees.
VI
Gudmund was hardly out of sight when Helga rushed down the mountain in
another direction. She ran past the marsh without stopping and hurried
over the wooded hills as fast as she could and down the road. She
stopped at the first farmhouse she came to and asked for the loan of a
horse and car to drive to Älvåkra. She said that it was a matter of life
and death and promised to pay for the help. The church folk had already
returned to their homes and were talking of the adjourned wedding. They
were all very much excited and very solicitous and were eager to help
Helga, since she appeared to have an important errand to the home of the
bride.
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