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"The trial was a long one, and showed that Gustafsson had agreed to buy for Jonnasson, but in his own name, the latter's farm, which was sold by auction on account of Jonnasson's debts. This is what is called a thief's bargain. Gustafsson bought the farm, but kept it for himself.

The public knew him first through his drawings for the comic paper called Kasper, and he shortly became a much sought after illustrator for papers and books. The first book illustrated by him was a collection of stories by Richard Gustafsson, the editor of Kasper, the next was Anderson's "Tales."

The murder had been committed in the evening, and a certain tramp was suspected, because Gustafsson, in his capacity of under bailiff, had arrested him, and he had then undergone several years' penal servitude. "This was all that I or the public knew about the case on November 1st of the same year.

Keith had heard, but his mind was absorbed by the new idea. "Well," said his mother, "I cannot take care of him properly. He is running down to that Gustafsson boy all time and most of the time I can't get him home again except by going for him." "Johan's mother said yesterday that I hadn't been there half an hour when you called for me," Keith broke in.

"She was a cook in the house of the man whose office Gustafsson works in," the grandmother went on. "He used to do odd jobs for the family, cutting wood and such things, and in that way he met her in the kitchen, and one fine day they decided to get married. She is older than him, and I guess it was her last chance.

"Have you got another name like me?" "My name is Johan Peter Gustafsson," was the reply given in the tone of a lesson painfully learned. "Where do you live?" "Right here." "Not in our house," Keith protested. "No, down there," Johan explained, pointing to the little side door leading into the courtyard of one of the corner houses at the Quay. "What's your father?"

"Can't you come on," he cried impatiently at last "I don't want mumsey to see me." When both were hidden from the kitchen window through which Fru Gustafsson used to keep a religiously preoccupied eye on the doings of her son, Johan pulled a cigarette from within his coat sleeve and a match from his pocket.

It is as follows: "In the month of October, 1888, the neighbourhood of Kalmar was shocked by a horrible murder committed in the parish of Wissefjerda, which was about fifty kilometres from Kalmar as the crow flies. What happened was that a farmer named P. J. Gustafsson had been killed by a shot when driving, having been forced to stop by stones having been placed on the road.