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Title: The Emperor of Portugalia

Author: Selma Lagerlof

Release Date: December 15, 2004 [eBook #14356]

Language: English

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THE EMPEROR OF PORTUGALIA

by

SELMA LAGERLOEF

Translated from the Swedish by Velma Swanston Howard

CONTENTS

BOOK ONE
The Beating Heart
Glory Goldie Sunnycastle
The Christening
The Vaccination Bee
The Birthday
Christmas Morn
Glory Goldie's Illness
Calling on Relatives
The School Examination
The Contest
Fishing
Agrippa
Forbidden Fruit

BOOK TWO
Lars Gunnarson
The Red Dress
The New Master
On the Mountain-top
The Eve of Departure
At the Pier
The Letter
August Daer Nol
October the First
The Dream Begins
Heirlooms
Clothed in Satin
Stars
Waiting
The Empress
The Emperor

BOOK THREE
The Emperor's Song
The Seventeenth of August
Katrina and Jan
Bjoern Hindrickson's Funeral
The Dying Heart
Deposed
The Catechetical Meeting
An Old Troll
The Sunday after Midsummer
Summernight
The Emperor's Consort

BOOK FOUR
The Welcome Greeting
The Flight
Held!
Jan's Last Words
The Passing of Katrina
The Burial of the Emperor

BOOK ONE

THE BEATING HEART

Jan of Ruffluck Croft never tired of telling about the day when his
little girl came into the world. In the early morning he had been
to fetch the midwife, and other helpers; all the forenoon and a
good part of the afternoon he had sat on the chopping-block, in the
woodshed, with nothing to do but to wait.

Outside it rained in torrents and he came in for his share of the
downpour, although he was said to be under cover. The rain reached
him in the guise of dampness through cracks in the walls and as
drops from a leaky roof, then all at once, through the doorless
opening of the shed, the wind swept a regular deluge in upon him.

"I just wonder if anybody thinks I'm glad to have that young one
coming?" he muttered, impatiently kicking at a small stick of wood
and sen