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Karin dropped her eyes and a sigh escaped her. "He has the name of being a good student," she said, evading his question. "I'm only afraid that I can't teach him anything. He must know as much as I do." "Well, I guess the schoolmaster knows a good deal more than a little chap like him."

The inspector and the innkeeper's son kept quiet; they understood that Sven Persson had scored heavily. The magistrate straightway began to discourse on temperance and its salutary effects. Karin listened to him with interest, and agreed with all that he said.

"She is dead!" was the first wild thought of distress; but a sweet, broken voice murmured something about Erik and heaven. It was plain that the old woman was wandering in mind, and lost in visions of the past. Karin unpacked her basket in a hurry. There were the preparations of the night before for the fire and the boiling of the water for the morning meal, to be simple indeed.

More than once she contemplated taking Tommy into her confidence. But again that lack of proof deterred her. She was certain that Tommy would give no credence to her theory. And his faith in Monck his wariness, his discretion was unbounded. She did question Peter with regard to Rustam Karin, but she elicited scant satisfaction from him.

It really would hold a great deal, and filled it was to the uttermost at the country shop to which Karin easily found her way; tea, sugar, and tempting articles of diet, which she hoped her mother would enjoy. It was heavy, but Karin rather liked to feel the pain in her arm, from bearing her unusual burden.

Whereupon Strong Ingmar, without a word, went straight to the house. He passed through the living-room to the inner room, and stationed himself by the door, where he waited for an opportunity to deliver his message. The pastor was standing in the middle of the room talking to Karin and Halvor, who were sitting as stiff and motionless as a pair of mummies.

Some people thought that Elof had buried the money, others that he had given it away; in any case, it was not to be found. When Ingmar learned that he was penniless, he consulted Karin as to what he should do. Ingmar told his sister that of all things he would prefer to be a teacher, and begged her to let him remain with the Storms until he was old enough to enter college.

Karin and Halvor were perplexed at Ingmar's show of temper; since telling him that about Gertrude, they could not seem to get anywhere near him. "Let Hellgum talk to you," pleaded Karin. "Oh, I'll let him talk to me," said Ingmar, "but first I'd like to know just where I stand." "Surely, Ingmar, you must know that we wish you well!" "But Hellgum is to run the sawmill?"

He is to occupy the little room off the shop, and I've promised him that I'll let his door stand open, so that he may see all persons who come and go." At Halvor's first words Karin wondered whether this was not something he had made up, but gradually it dawned on her that he was in earnest.

And he left the farm so heavily mortgaged, that Karin would have been forced to turn it over to the creditors, had not Halvor been rich enough to buy in the property and pay off the debts. Ingmar Ingmarsson's twenty thousand kroner, of which Elof had been sole trustee, had entirely disappeared.