Chapter 25 No.25

A man walks up the way through the hills. Wind and rain; the autumn downpour has begun, but the man cares little for that, he looks glad at heart, and glad he is. 'Tis Axel Str?m, coming back from the town and the court and all-they have let him go free. Ay, a happy man-first of all, there's a mowing-machine and a harrow for him down at the quay, a