Bohuslän (Sweden) -- Fiction; Murder -- Fiction; Sweden -- History -- 1523-1718 -- Fiction; Swedish fiction -- Translations into English
Sir Archie stood silent a long while, but he held Elsalill's hands
in his the whole time. And the longer he stood thus, the clearer
and more handsome did his face become.
"Elsalill," said Sir Archie, and he spoke very earnestly, "for
many days I have not been able to see you, because I have been
tormented by heavy thoughts. They have left me no peace, and I
believed I should soon go out of my mind. But tonight it goes
better with me and I no longer see before me the image that
tormented me. And when I found you here, my heart told me what I
had to do to be rid of my torment for all time."
He bent down to look into Elsalill's eyes, but as she stood with
drooping eyelids he went on: "You are angry with me, Elsalill,
because I have not been to see you for many days. But I could not
come, for when I saw you I was reminded even more of what tortured
me. When I saw you I was forced to think even more of a young maid
to whom I have done wrong. Many others have I wronged in my
lifetime, Elsalill, but my conscience plagues me for naught else
but what I did to this young maid."
As Elsalill still said nothing, he took her hands again and raised
them to his lips and kissed them.
"Now, listen, Elsalill, to what my heart said to me when I saw you
standing here and waiting for me. 'You have done injury to one
maiden,' it said, 'and for what you have made her suffer, you must
atone to another. You shall take her to wife, and you shall be so
good to her that she shall never know sorrow. Such faithfulness
shall you show her that your love will be greater on the day of
your death than on your wedding day.'"
Elsalill stood still as before with downcast eyes. Then Sir Archie
laid his hand on her head and raised it. "You must tell me,
Elsalill, whether you hear what I say," he said.
Then he saw that Elsalill was weeping so violently that great
tears ran down her cheeks.
"Why do you weep, Elsalill?" asked Sir Archie.
"I weep, Sir Archie," said Elsalill, "because I have too great
love for you in my heart."
Then Sir Archie came yet closer to Elsalill and put his arm around
her. "Do you hear how the wind howls without?" said he. "That
means that soon the ice will break up, and that ships again will
be free to sail over to my native land. Tell me now, Elsalill,
will you come with me, so that I may make good to you the evil I
have done to another?"
Sir Archie continued to whisper to Elsalill of the glorious life
that awaited her, and Elsalill began to think to herself: "Alas,
if only I did not know what evil he had done! Then I would go with
him and live happily."
Sir Archie came closer and closer to her, and when Elsalill looked
up she saw that his face was bending over her and that he was
about to kiss her on the forehead. Then she remembered the dead
girl who had so lately been with her and kissed her. She tore
herself free from Sir Archie and said: "No, Sir Archie, I will
never go with you."
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