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They were speaking of Linnart, son of the late Björn Hindrickson, saying it was well that he had come home in time for a reconciliation with his father.

The immediate relatives of the late Björn Hindrickson naturally wished to ride in the first carriage, where by rights place should have been made for him who was an emperor. They knew, to be sure, that he was not over particular about the things which seem to count for so much with most folks.

I'm Linnart, son of Björn Hindrickson," he added, seeing that she did not know who he was. "I'm terribly pressed for time now," Glory Goldie told him. "So perhaps you'd better wait till another day. I've just learned that my mother is dying." Linnart Hindrickson then asked if he might walk with her part of the way.

The father and son were so happy over their reconciliation that it was as if death had brought them joy instead of grief. Jan winced when he heard that Linnart Hindrickson had called him a beggar. But he understood of course that it was simply because he had not worn his imperial cap or carried his stick when he went up to the forest. This brought him back to his present dilemma.

Even to Katrina he had barely mentioned the fact that he had such high connections. Jan would always step out of the way when he saw Björn Hindrickson coming, and not even at church did he go up and shake hands with him. But now that Jan had such a remarkable little daughter he was something more than just a poor labourer. He had a jewel to show and a flower with which to adorn himself.

He could not comprehend why they should make such fuss over him just because he had run a few miles into the woods with a message for Linnart Hindrickson, Suddenly he understood, and all became clear to him: it was the Emperor they wished to honour; they had gone about it in this way so that no one should feel slighted or put out. It couldn't be explained in any other way.

Anyway, she looked more amiable and serene than she had appeared in a long while. "You're an old simpleton," she told him. "I wonder what other women would say if they had a husband like you? But still it's a comfort to know that you don't want to go away from me." Jan Anderson of Ruffluck was not invited to the funeral of Björn Hindrickson of Loby.