"Do not say that," he urged kindly, laying one hand on the other's
sleeve. "Five thousand kronor is a good sum, and fully enough for the
purpose for which you would use it. You cannot say otherwise. More would
not be good for the one who is to have the money, and less would hardly
do. Five thousand is as good as could be."
"I can't make you out," said the accused. "What do you think I should
use it for? Who is the one I should give it to?"
"I am glad you asked me that," said Sven Elversson. "It was of that I
wished to speak to you. There has been a great deal about you in the
papers of late, and, among other things, how you are always asking after
your daughter wherever you go. You were married, it seemed, before you
committed that first murder two and twenty years ago, and on your
release you tried at once to find out where your wife was. But she was
dead. But you had a daughter--she would be a little over twenty now,
and, as far as any one knows, she is alive, but no one could tell you
where she had gone. And so you have been wandering about the country
looking for her everywhere. As soon as you entered a house, the first
thing you did was always to ask if any there knew anything of Julia
Lamprecht. And"--here Sven lowered his voice and went on a little
sadly--"it seemed to me that there was something I liked about that.
There must be something good in a man who went about seeking for his
daughter."
"But in the name of Heaven," cried the accused, "what have you to do
with it all? Why are you here, talking to me like this? Can't you tell
me what it is you want with me?"
"Thanks once more," said Sven Elversson in his gentlest voice, as if
fearing to arouse the other's displeasure. "Those are just questions
that I shall be only too glad to answer. I am from Grimön, as I said--a
little island far out at sea, so far, at any rate, that I myself need
have no fear of you, for you would hardly come there. But I have a
mother who has warnings in her dreams at times. And on the morning of
the thirteenth of February she asked me to go over to the mainland and
see how things were with an old couple--relatives of ours--who lived in
a little cottage among the stonehills, far from the high road, and with
no neighbours near. She had dreamed something that made it seem best for
someone to go and see how they were. And I did as she asked me. And so
it came about that I was the first to discover what you had done that
night. And I will not deny that it was a cruel sight, and ever since I
have wished something could be done to prevent you from ever being free
to go about again. And that is why I have been about collecting this
money. I wish you no harm, do not think that. I have told you so
already. I only want to see you imprisoned now for life."
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