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"There's a woman and a little child sitting there, and she's forever and forever crying in my ear. I can't stand it any longer!" answered Strom, knotting his rope. "Think of the little child, then!" said Pelle firmly, and he tore down the rope. Strom submitted to be led back into his room, and he crawled into bed.
Again Rogers whispered to him, lowly, admiringly: "This camp is yours, man, whenever you say the word!" It was Strom Rogers who indicated to the outlaws at the Star that henceforth Harlan was to exercise authority of a kind that had formerly been vested in Haydon and Deveny.
There was a peculiar heaviness about his speech, which seemed charged with a craving for peace. "Ah!" he cried presently, "you want some more, you damned rascals, do you? Then what have you got to say to this 'I, the Lord thy God, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Jacob'" Strom hurled the words at them, anger crept into his voice, and suddenly he lost patience.
Eleseus watched the pair with a look as if he had lost all; as a ruined man. And his thought, maybe, was like this: There she goes arm in arm with Axel Ström. How she could ever do it I can't think; there was a time when she put her arms round me! And there they disappeared into the shed. Well, let them! Huh! Was he to lie here in the bushes and forget himself?
But Strom doesn't hang his head; he would like to be at peace with himself, if it weren't for a pair of child's eyes that look at him so reproachfully, day in and day out, and the crying of a girl! They're both at home there in Sweden, wringing their hands for their daily bread. And the one that should provide for them is away from them here and throws away his earnings in the beer-houses.
True, he had not made a success of it, but he had taken up other plans in the same airy way and got on better; and who could say perhaps his samples of ore might after all turn out something wonderful in time! And then look at Barbro, he had got her fixed up there at Maaneland, and she'd not be leaving Axel Ström now, that he could swear 'twas plain indeed for any one to see.
For it was obvious that if the man were an accomplice, and had therefore undertaken the burial himself, then his servant-girl must have committed a crime before he could be an accomplice in it. "H'm," from some one in court. Axel Ström felt himself again in danger. He looked up without meeting a single glance; all eyes were fixed on the advocate speaking.
The Lensmand raises his hammer, a new bid is made, a whole hundred Kroner at once; no one bids higher, the Lensmand repeats the figure again and again, waits for a moment with his hammer raised, and then strikes. Whose bid? Axel Ström on behalf of another. The Lensmand notes it down: Axel Ström as agent. "Who's that you buying for?" asks Brede.
There can be no doubt that his intercourse with this class, as with men of affairs and letters, some of whom were his proximate equals, was a fortunate sequel to the duck-pond of Ecclefechan and the lonely rambles on the Border moors. Es bildet ein Talent sich in der Stille, Sich ein Character in dem Strom der Welt.
When he came home late and groped his way across the landing he always experienced a secret terror lest he should rub against Strom's lifeless body; and he only breathed freely when he heard him snoring or ramping round his room. He liked to look in on him before he went to bed. Strom was always delighted to see him, and gave him food; but brandy he would not give him.
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