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The truth of which he was ignorant was, that the remainder of the flotilla, borne along by the strong and deep current of the Waal, then in a state of freshet, had shot past the landing-place, and had ever since been vainly struggling against wind and tide to force their way back to the necessary point.
Then, as if ashamed of his emotion, he suddenly rose, and kissing the child tenderly, gave her back to the woman Malineta. Then he turned to Prout. "Waal, I guess I'll be goin'.... Naow, jest yew put them air cursed dollars back again.
As fer doctors waal, they'll hev hard sledd'n, too; but them fellers has to do piles o' dis'gree'bl' work, they do; I'd jist rather fish fer a liv'n', then be a doctor! Still, sir-r, give me an eddicated man every time, says I. Waal, sir-r, 'n' ye hear me, one o' th' richest fellers right here in Madison, wuz born 'n' riz on a shanty-boat, 'n' no mistake.
After considerable opposition the proposal was agreed to and the waters were allowed to flow out upon the low-lying fields, villages and farms, which lie between the sea, the Rhine, the Waal and the Maas.
What I reckoned on doing, so far as I reckoned at all, was to scout up to them as soon as it got dark and listen to their talk, and try to find out for certain whether the women war goin' willing. Then I thought as I would walk straight up to their fires and just bluff those four men as they tried to bluff me. Waal, they went on until late in the afternoon, unhitched the cattle, and camped.
"There is a frigate in the Dutch navy called the Marie van Reigersberch, named for the wife of Grotius," added the captain of the steamer, who had been an attentive listener to the story. The steamer went but a short distance farther up the Waal, and then came about.
"Do ye know anythin' about trotters?" said the Deacon. "I've seen 'em trot. That was enough for me. I don't want to know any more. Trottin' 's immoral." "Waal, I'll tell you this much. They don't bloat, an' they don't pamp much. I don't hold out to be no trotter myself, though I am free to say I had hopes that way onct.
"Hoorah!" yelled Pete. "It ain't possible, is it, Buck, thet you've forgot Mister Peter de Peyster?" "What, Coyote Pete?" "That's me!" "Waal, you thundering old coyote, what air you doin' here?" "Gittin' chased by a bunch of the toughest insurrectos you ever clapped eyes on, and it's up ter you ter help us out," responded Pete.
The few empty barges of his own party were moored at the steps; the rest were half a mile off, contending hopelessly against the swollen and rapid Waal.
"How can I say?" he answered savagely; "what I felt God only knows." "Waal, but He won't tell," she drawled out. "Only I was wonderin' how you really did feel, because the man who had that room last was found one morning in bed " "In bed?" "He was dead. He was the one before you. Oh! You don't need to get rattled so. You're all right. And it all really happened, they do say.
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