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Ere she had been there an hour, she had Margaret's head lying on her shoulder instead of on the pillow, and Margaret's soft eyes dwelling on her with gentle gratitude. "Ah! this is hair," said the old lady, running her fingers through it. "Come and look at it, Reicht!" Reicht came and handled it, and praised it unaffectedly.
"Then, now, mistress, I may go and mind my pot?" "Ay, ay, go to your pot! And get into it, do; you will find your soul in it: so then you will all be together." "Well, but, Reicht," said Catherine, laughing, "she turned you off." "Boo, boo, boo!" said Reicht contemptuously. "When she wants to get rid of me, let her turn herself off and die. I am sure she is old enough for't.
And at these meetings, after the raptures, and after mother and child had gambolled together like a young cat and her first kitten, the boy would sometimes amuse himself alone at their feet, and the two women generally seized this opportunity to talk very seriously about Luke Peterson, This began thus: "Reicht," said Margaret, "I as good as promised him to marry Luke Peterson.
Now Dragon was a great mastiff, who had guarded Margaret Van Eyck and Reicht, two lone women, for some years, and was devotedly attached to the latter. Margaret and Reicht went out, with Dragon walking majestically behind them. They came back long after midnight, and retired to rest. Catherine never knew.
What are you smiling at? And now what makes your cheeks so red? And what you are smothering me for, I cannot think. Yes! happy days are coming to my little pearl." Meantime, Martin sat in the kitchen, with the black-jack before him and Reicht Heynes spinning beside him: and, wow! but she pumped him that night. This Hans Memling was an old pupil of Jan Van Eyck and his sister.
The Van Eyck had been nettled by the attack on her, but with due tact had gone into ambush. She now sprang out of it. "Since you disrespect my guests, seek another place!" "With all my heart," said Reicht stoutly. "Nay, mistress," put in the good-natured Catherine. "True folk will still speak out. Her tongue is a stinger." Here the water came into the speaker's eyes by way of confirmation.
Little Kate did not belie the good opinion so hastily formed of her. She waited a better opportunity, and told her mother what she had learned from Reicht Heynes, that Margaret had shed her very blood for Gerard in the wood. "See, mother, how she loves him." "Who would not love him?" "Oh, mother, think of it! Poor thing." "Ay, wench. She has her own trouble, no doubt, as well as we ours.
Margaret then instructed Reicht to be always kind and good-humoured to Luke; and she would be a model of peevishness to him, "But be not thou so simple as run me down," said she, "Leave that to me. Make thou excuses for me; I will make myself black enow." Reicht received these instructions like an order to sweep a room, and obeyed them punctually.
She was startled from it by Reicht's hand upon her shoulder, and a faint voice saying, "Let us go home." "You got no answer at all, Reicht," said Margaret calmly. "No, Margaret," said Reicht despondently. And they returned home. Perhaps after all Margaret had nourished some faint secret hope in her heart, though her reason had rejected it, for she certainly went home more dejectedly.
Reicht attributed this principally to certain nourishing dishes she prepared in Peter's kitchen; but Margaret herself thought more of the kind words and eyes that kept telling her she had friends to live for. Martin Wittenhaagen went straight to Rotterdam, to take the bull by the horns. The bull was a biped, with a crown for horns.
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