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Updated: June 26, 2025
Once, when she and I were alone in the kitchen, I said to her: 'It's a fine husband you'll be getting, Brita. She looked at me as if she thought I was making fun of her. Then she came at me with this: 'You may well say it, Kaisa. Fine, indeed! She said it in such a way that I seemed to see Ingmar Ingmarsson standing there before my face and eyes, and he's no beauty!
I then walked home with her and, as we parted company, she promised me that she would do nothing rash if I would only keep a close mouth. "Still I couldn't help thinking that I ought to talk to some one about this," said Kaisa. "But to whom? I felt kind of backward about going to big folk like yourselves " Just then the bell above the stable rang. The midday rest was over.
"Kaisa, you're a sensible person," said Mother Martha, "and one can rely on you." "Yes, indeed," said the other. "If I didn't know enough to keep mum about most of the things I hear, there'd be some fine hair-pulling matches, I'm thinking!" "But sometimes you are altogether too close-mouthed, Kaisa." The old woman looked up; the inference was quite plain to her.
'If I could only find a hill that was high and steep I'd certainly throw myself down. 'You ought to be ashamed to talk like that, and you so well cared for. 'You see, Kaisa, I'm a bad lot. 'I'm afraid you are. 'I am likely to do something dreadful, therefore I might better be dead. 'That's only silly gabble, child. 'I turned bad as soon as I went to live with those people. Then, coming quite close to me, with the wildest look in her eyes, she shrieked: 'All they think about is how they can torture me, and I think only of how I can torture them in return. 'No, no, Brita; they are good people. 'All they care about is to bring shame upon me. 'Have you said so to them? 'I never speak to them.
Now we two are going into the forest for the last time. "Many thanks, wild goose! I know everything that I need know to die content!" In bygone days there was something in Närke the like of which was not to be found elsewhere: it was a witch, named Ysätter-Kaisa. The name Kaisa had been given her because she had a good deal to do with wind and storm and these wind witches are always so called.
"I'm going to tell you something," said Ingmar, with a mysterious smile. "You needn't be the least bit afraid, for there is some one who will help us." "Who is it?" "It's father. He'll see to it that everything comes out right." There was some one coming along the forest road. It was Kaisa. But as she was not bearing the familiar yoke, with the baskets, they hardly knew her at first.
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