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Updated: June 4, 2025
Wherever he turned within the narrowing family circle, he met similar instances of progress in the wrong direction. Some were sinners and some were victims of fate or seemed so but it came to the same thing in the end. "The Wellanders are going," Keith's mother said one day to Aunt Brita when she was too depressed and worried to mind the boy's presence.
Those who turned to look after her noticed that she had on her best dress, with her silk shawl across her shoulders, and her silk kerchief on her head, as if to emphasize her authority. When the horse stopped she was already at the door. Ingmar jumped down at once, but Brita kept her seat. He went over to her side and unfastened the carriage apron. "Aren't you going to get out?" he said.
He went up to Brita and gripped her by the arm. "Does it really say in the letter that you care for me?" His tone was shockingly brutal, and the look of him was terrible. Brita was silent. "Does the letter say that you care for me?" he repeated savagely. "Yes," she answered faintly. Then his face became horribly distorted. He shook her arm and thrust it from him.
The school was closed. Keith's pleas to be allowed to play with Johan became impassioned. Consequently his parents were pleased when Aunt Brita asked if Keith could spend a few weeks with them in a little cottage they had hired on an island halfway between Stockholm and the open sea.
"But before Brita and I parted company, it struck me that the Ingmarssons had had a poor harvest, so I said it was not likely that they would have a wedding that year. 'In that case I shall have to jump into the river, she declared.
He did not know whether it had sprung open or whether some one had opened it. Too sleepy to get up, he settled back in bed. And then he heard talking in the outer room. "Now tell me, Kaisa, what makes you think that Brita doesn't care for Ingmar." "From the very start folks have been saying that her parents made her take him," returned the old woman, evasively.
'But I was a little afraid that Brita would not care to have the christening come before the wedding. 'One must first make sure that one has the means, says father. "'Every day Brita became more and more quiet and strange. I used to wonder what was wrong with her and fancied she was homesick, for she had always loved her home and her parents.
"How I have longed that you might come!" she said. Ingmar's heart began to beat faster at the thought of her being so pleased with him. "Why, Brita, have you really been longing for me?" he said, quite moved. "I have wanted so much to ask your forgiveness."
Brita, which pronounced in the English way, sounded very much like Mrs. Bright, and this at last became the name by which she was known in the neighborhood. Thus five years passed; then there was a great rage for emigrating to the far West, and Brita, with many others, started for Chicago.
Ingmar sat on the edge of the bed, his legs dangling over the side. "Now you got just what you needed, Ingmar," he thought; "and now I guess you'll take that journey to-morrow," he said, pounding the edge of the bed with his fist. "How can mother think she'll get me to stay at home by showing me that Brita doesn't like me!"
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