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So they sent it to him by his youngest sister, merry little Malfri, who would sit and talk with him, and thought it such fun when he made toys and playthings for her, and talked about the boat which should go like a bird, and sail as no other boat had ever sailed.
But Jack got so great and mighty that it was not advisable for any one to thwart him, or interfere where he ruled and reigned. Whole rows of silver dollars stood in the barrels in the loft, and his boat-building establishment stretched over all the islands of Sjöholm. One Sunday his brothers and merry little Malfri had gone to church in the Femböring.
Then the latch chopped and hopped till the door flew wide open, and in the doorway stood pretty Malfri and her mother and brothers. The sea-fire shone about them, and they were dripping with water. Their faces were pale and blue, and pinched about the corners of the mouth, as if they had just gone through their death agony.
Malfri had one stiff arm round her mother's neck; it was all torn and bleeding, just as when she had gripped her for the last time. She railed and lamented, and begged back her young life from him. So now he knew what had befallen them. Out into the dark night and the darker weather he went straightway to search for them, with as many boats and folk as he could get together.
His mother bustled and banged about the house, and opened and shut drawers and cupboards, and the stairs creaked with the heavy tread of his brothers going up to their bedrooms. At night no sleep visited his eyes, and sure enough pretty Malfri came to his door and sighed and groaned.
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