[Gutenberg 62455] • Guest the One-Eyed

[Gutenberg 62455] • Guest the One-Eyed
Authors
Gunnarsson, Gunnar
Publisher
General Books
Tags
iceland -- fiction
ISBN
9781151053411
Date
1913-01-01T00:00:00+00:00
Size
0.40 MB
Lang
en
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This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1922. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... deception! Trustful and idealistic--yes, and narrow-minded and unwittingly a hypocrite. A doll, a child, a foolish butterfly thing.... Heavens, how little and mean and stupid, wicked and ridiculous, she had been--she and so many others of her kind. There was her husband, riding ahead... yes... A reaction of regret at her impetuosity came over her. It was a dreadful thing not to love and honour him. Oh, if only he would make it easier; turn round and nod to her kindly, or say a friendly word. She would be loving and forgiving at once. Who could say what troubles were burdening him all the time? And perhaps it was only to spare her that he said nothing. Men were strange in that way; they fancied that a woman suffered less in such estrangement if she did not learn the cause of it. Then--oh, it was incredible! They were at the ford now, and he was riding through the stream without so much as a look behind him.... Well, perhaps there was nothing so strange in that, after all; possibly' it had not occurred to him that she had never forded a stream on horseback in her life; it was only thoughtlessness on his part. But all the same it was a hard struggle to keep her mind in any friendly attitude towards him, or to keep back the fears that would rise to her eyes. She bit her lips, and strove to restrain her feelings. Her horse was already knee deep in the water--and the Hofsa at this part was wide, yet with a fairly strong current. Alma had never ridden through running water before; at first it seemed to her as if the horse had suddenly flung itself sideways against the stream. Instinctively she leaned over herself, farther and farther, against the stream. Ketill, a couple of lengths in front, looked round just as she was about to fall, turned his horse, and seized her a...