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       Selma Lagerlöf

      Gösta Berling

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      EAN 4064066395124

       INTRODUCTION

       I THE PRIEST

       II THE BEGGAR

       PART I

       CHAPTER I THE LANDSCAPE

       CHAPTER II CHRISTMAS EVE

       CHAPTER III CHRISTMAS DAY

       CHAPTER IV GÖSTA BERLING, POET

       CHAPTER V LA CACHUCHA

       CHAPTER VI THE BALL AT EKEBY

       CHAPTER VII THE OLD VEHICLES

       CHAPTER VIII THE GREAT BEAR IN GURLITTA CLIFF

       CHAPTER IX THE AUCTION AT BJÖRNE

       CHAPTER X THE YOUNG COUNTESS

       CHAPTER XI GHOST-STORIES

       CHAPTER XII EBBA DOHNA’S STORY

       CHAPTER XIII MAMSELLE MARIE

       PART II

       CHAPTER I COUSIN CHRISTOPHER

       CHAPTER II THE PATHS OF LIFE

       CHAPTER III PENITENCE

       CHAPTER IV THE IRON FROM EKEBY

       CHAPTER V LILLIECRONA’S HOME

       CHAPTER VI THE WITCH OF DOVRE

       CHAPTER VII MIDSUMMER

       CHAPTER VIII MADAME MUSICA

       CHAPTER IX THE BROBY CLERGYMAN

       CHAPTER X PATRON JULIUS

       CHAPTER XI THE PLASTER SAINTS

       CHAPTER XII GOD’S WAYFARER

       CHAPTER XIII THE CHURCHYARD

       CHAPTER XIV OLD SONGS

       CHAPTER XV DEATH, THE DELIVERER

       CHAPTER XVI THE DROUGHT

       CHAPTER XVII THE CHILD’S MOTHER

       CHAPTER XVIII AMOR VINCIT OMNIA

       CHAPTER XIX THE BROOM-GIRL

       CHAPTER XX KEVENHÜLLER

       CHAPTER XXI BROBY FAIR

       CHAPTER XXII THE FOREST COTTAGE

       CHAPTER XXIII MARGARETA CELSING

       FOOTNOTES

       Table of Contents

       THE PRIEST

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      At last the minister stood in the pulpit. The heads of the congregation were lifted. Well, there he finally was. There would be no default this Sunday, as on the last and on many other Sundays before.

      The minister was young, tall, slender, and strikingly handsome. With a helmet on his head, and girt with sword and shirt of mail, he could have been cut in marble and taken for an ideal of Grecian beauty.

      He had a poet’s deep eyes, and a general’s firm, rounded chin; everything about him was beautiful, noble, full of feeling, glowing with genius and spiritual life.

      The people in the church felt themselves strangely subdued to see him so. They were more used to see him come reeling out of the public house with his good friends, Beerencreutz, the Colonel with the thick, white moustaches, and the stalwart