Ingmar was thoroughly put out with the old man for speaking so disparagingly of h.e.l.lgum.
"There used to be such peace and harmony in this parish!" the old man rattled on. "But that"s all past and gone. In Big Ingmar"s time we lived in such unity that we had the name of being the friendliest people in all Dalecarlia. Now there are angels bucking against devils, and sheep against goats."
"If we could only get the saws going," thought Ingmar, "I wouldn"t have to hear any more of this talk!"
"It won"t be long either till it"s all over between you and me,"
Strong Ingmar continued. "For if you join h.e.l.lgum"s _angels_ it isn"t likely that they will let you a.s.sociate with me."
With an oath Ingmar jumped to his feet. "If you go on talking in this strain it may turn out just as you say," he warned. "You may as well understand, once for all, that it is of no use your trying to turn me against my own people, or against h.e.l.lgum, who is the grandest man I know."
That silenced the old man. In a little while he left his work, saying that he was going down to the village to see his friend Corporal Felt. He had not talked with a sensible person for a long time, he declared.
Ingmar was glad to have him go. Naturally, when a person has been away from home for a long time he does not care to be told unpleasant things, but wants every one around him to be bright and cheerful.
At five the next morning Ingmar got down to the mill, but Strong Ingmar was there ahead of him.
"To-day you can see h.e.l.lgum," the old man began. "He and Anna Lisa got back late last night. I think they must have hurried home from their round of feasts in order to convert you."
"So you"re at it again!" scowled Ingmar. The old man"s words had been ringing in his ears all night, and he could not help wondering who was in the right. But now he did not want to listen to any more talk against his relatives. The old man held his peace for a time; presently he began to chuckle.
"What are you laughing at?" Ingmar demanded, his hand on the sluice gate ready to set the sawmill going.
"I was just thinking of the schoolmaster"s Gertrude."
"What about her?"
"They said down at the village yesterday that she was the only person who had any influence over h.e.l.lgum--"
"What"s Gertrude got to do with h.e.l.lgum?"
Ingmar, meanwhile, had not opened the sluice gate, for with the saws going he could not have heard a word. The old man eyed him questioningly. Ingmar smiled a little. "You always manage somehow to have your own way," he said.
"It was that silly goose, Gunhild, Councillor Clementsson"s daughter, who--"
"She"s no silly goose!" Ingmar broke in.
"Oh, call it anything you like, but she happened to be at the Ingmar Farm when this new sect was founded. As soon as she got home, she informed her parents that she had accepted the only true faith, and that she would there fore have to leave them and make her home at the Ingmar Farm. Her parents asked her, of course, why she wanted to leave home. So she"d be able to lead a righteous life, she up and told them. But they seemed to think that could be done just as effectively at home with them. Oh, no, that wouldn"t be possible, she declared, unless one could live with those who were of the same faith. Her father then asked her if all of them were going to live on the Ingmar Farm. No, only herself; the others had true Christians in their own homes. Now Clementsson is a pretty good sort, as you know, and both he and his wife tried to reason with Gunhild in all kindness, but she stood firm. At last her father became so exasperated that he just took her and locked her up in her room, telling her she"d have to stay there till this crazy fit had pa.s.sed."
"I thought you were going to tell me about Gertrude," Ingmar reminded him.
"I"ll get round to her by and by, if you"ll only have patience. I may as well tell you at once that early the next morning, while Gertrude and Mother Stina were sitting in the kitchen spinning, Mrs. Clementsson called to see them. When they saw her they became alarmed. She, who was usually so happy and light of heart, now looked as if she"d been crying her eyes out. "What"s the matter?
What has happened? And why do you look so forlorn?" they asked.
Then Mother Clementsson answered that when one has lost one"s dearest treasure, one can"t very well look cheerful. I"d like to give them a good beating!" said the old man.
"Who?" asked Ingmar.
"Why, h.e.l.lgum and Anna Lisa. They marched themselves down to Clementsson"s in the night and kidnapped Gunhild."
A cry of amazement escaped Ingmar.
"I"m beginning to think my Anna Lisa is married to a brigand!" said the old man. "In the middle of the night they came and tapped on Gunhild"s window, and asked her why she wasn"t at the Ingmar Farm.
She told them about her parents having locked her in. ""Twas Satan who made "em do it," said h.e.l.lgum. All this her father and mother overheard."
"Did they really?"
"Yes, they slept in the next room, and the door between was partly open; so they heard all that h.e.l.lgum said to entice their daughter."
"But they could have sent him away."
"They felt that Gunhild should decide for herself. How could they think she would want to leave them, after all they had done for her? They lay there expecting her to say that she would never desert her old parents."
"Did she go?"
"Yes, h.e.l.lgum wouldn"t budge till the girl went along with them.
When Clementsson and his wife realized that she couldn"t resist h.e.l.lgum, they let her go. Some folks are like that, you see. In the morning the mother regretted it, and begged the father to drive down to the Ingmar Farm and get their daughter. "No indeed!" he said, "I"ll do nothing of the sort, and what"s more, I never want to set eyes on her again unless she comes home of her own accord."
Then Mrs. Clementsson hurried down to the school to see if Gertrude wouldn"t go and talk to Gunhild."
"Did Gertrude go?"
"Yes; she tried to reason with Gunhild, but Gunhild wouldn"t listen."
"I have not seen Gunhild at our house," said Ingmar thoughtfully.
"No, for now she is back with her parents. It seems that when Gertrude left Gunhild she met h.e.l.lgum. "There stands the one who is to blame for all this," she thought, and then she went straight up to him, and gave him a tongue lashing. She wouldn"t have minded striking him."
"Oh, Gertrude can talk all right," said Ingmar approvingly.
"She told h.e.l.lgum that he had behaved like a heathen warrior and not as a Christian preacher, in skulking about like that in the night and abducting a young girl."
"What did h.e.l.lgum say to that?"
"He stood quietly listening for a while; then he said as meek as you please that she was right, he had acted in haste. And in the afternoon he took Gunhild back to her parents and made everything right again."
Ingmar glanced up at the old man with a smile. "Gertrude is splendid," he said, "and h.e.l.lgum is a fine fellow, even if he is a little eccentric."
"So that"s the way you take it, eh? I thought you would wonder why h.e.l.lgum had given in like that to Gertrude."
Ingmar did not reply to this.
After a moment"s reflection the old man began again. "There are many in the village who want to know on which side you stand."
"I don"t see as it matters which party I belong to."
"Let me remind you of one thing," said the old man: "In this parish we are accustomed to having somebody that we can look up to as a leader. But now that Big Ingmar is gone, and the schoolmaster has lost his power over the people, while the pastor, as you know, was never any good at ruling, they run after h.e.l.lgum, and they"re going to follow him just as long as you choose to remain in the background."
Ingmar"s hands dropped; he looked quite worn out. "But I don"t know who is in the right," he protested.
"The people are looking to you for deliverance from h.e.l.lgum. You may be sure that we were spared a lot of unpleasantness by being away from home all winter. It must have been something dreadful in the beginning, before people had got used to this converting craze and to being called devils and h.e.l.lhounds. But the worst of all was when the converted children started in to preach!"