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(1917) [MARC] Author: J. P. Jacobsen Translator: Hanna Astrup Larsen With: Hanna Astrup Larsen
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fear and keep up his courage with brandy, and as Marie
often gave him money, he was never forced to stay sober.
After a while, he grew indifferent to the threats, but he was
much more cautious than before, kept more to the other
servants, and sought Marie more rarely.

A little before Christmas, Palle Dyre came home and
remained there, which put a stop to the meetings between
Sören and Marie. In order to make the other servants
believe that all was over, and so keep them from telling
tales to the master, Sören began to play sweethearts with
Anne Trinderup, and he deceived them all, even Marie,
although he had told her of his plan.

On the third day of Christmas, when most of the people
were at church, Sören was standing by the wing of the
manor-house, playing with one of the dogs, when
suddenly he heard Marie’s voice calling him, it seemed to him
under the ground.

He turned and saw Marie standing in the low trap-door
leading to the salt-cellar. She was pale and had been
weeping, and her eyes looked wild and haunted under eyebrows
that were drawn with pain.

“Sören,” she said, “what have I done, since you no
longer love me?”

“But I do love you! Can’t you see I must have a care,
fer they ’re all thinkin’ o’ nothin’ but how they can make
trouble fer me an’ get me killed. Don’t speak to me, let me
go, ef ye don’t want to see me dead!”

“Tell me no lies, Sören; I can see what is in your heart,
and I wish you no evil, not for a single hour, for I am not
your equal in youth, and you have always had a kindness
for Anne, but it’s a sin to let me see it, Sören, you shouldn’t
do that. Don’t think I am begging you to take me, for

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