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Vy, the boys hereabout say that you and Meester Tomlinson, and this 'ere poor devil in quod, vere the finest gemmen in town; and, Lord, for to think of your ciwility to a pitiful ragmerchant, like I!" "Ah!" said Ned, gravely, "there are sad principles afloat now.
The man looks cold. Give him more covering, something light and warm. Where is the boy?" "Hans, mynheer, has gone into Broek to look for work. He will be back soon. Will the meester please be seated?"
Vell, ven ve came out, you minds as 'ow the voman had a bundle in her arms, and you spake to her; and she answered you roughly, and left us all, and vent straight home; and ve vent and fenced the swag' that wery night and afterwards napped the regulars. And sure you made us laugh 'artily, Meester Pepper, when you said, says you, 'That 'ere voman is a rum blo" en. So she vas, Meester Pepper!"
"I say, Meester Pepper," said Dummie, clearing his throat, when he had obeyed the request, "can you tell I, if so be you 'as met in your travels our little Paul? Poor chap! You knows as 'ow and vy he was sent to quod by Justice Burnflat. Vel, ven he got out, he vent to the devil, or summut like it, and ve have not 'card a vord of him since.
Windrush to-night, about the all-embracing benevolence of the Deity, and the abomination of limiting it by all those narrow creeds and dogmas." "An' wha's Meester Windrush, then?"
She had black earrings flapping from each ear, and her face was white, with a streak of scarlet for lips. She took the critic by his two hands, and the critic, laughing, said: "Respondez, Madame! Does God bring the ladies to this place?" "Ah, surely, Meester Rosythe! The god of beautee, he breengs them to us!
Joe flung out his hand as though what he was about to say was a mere trifle, not worthy her consideration. "The miner not so glad, b'gosh. They no work no no work. They say they tear up railroad, b'gosh. Meester Hobart, he say, 'No tear up road. Joe Ratowsky, he say, 'No tear up road. All time keep watch so no tear up road. You not come. Mebbe no road, mebbe all right, b'gosh." "A strike, Joe?
Madame van Gleck rises majestically. Gretel trembles but feels that she must look at the beautiful lady. She cannot hear what is said, there is such a buzzing all around her. She is thinking that she ought to try and make a curtsy, such as her mother makes to the meester, when suddenly something so dazzling is placed in her hand that she gives a cry of joy. Then she ventures to look about her.
I really am burning. Not burning exactly, but pins and needles pricking all over me. Oh, jufvrouw, don't!" The poor child's dismay was so genuine that Hilda hastened to reassure her. "Very well, Gretel, move your arms then so. Why, your cheeks are as pink as roses, already. I think the meester would let you in now, he certainly would. Is your father so very ill?"
Linden had brought him to life again; and that old Talbot had given him a hundred thousand pounds, and adopted him as his son; and that how Mr. Linden was going to be sent to foreign parts, as an ambassador, or governor, or great person; and that how meester and meeses were quite 'cut up' about it." All these particulars having been duly deposited in the mind of Mr.
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