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Updated: May 18, 2025
Beyond the bridge spanning the Achtergracht, he paused irresolutely before a large building. The knocker hung on the central door, but he did not venture to lift it and let it fall on the shining plate beneath, for he could expect no pleasant reception from his family. His doublet had fared ill during his struggle with his stronger enemy.
Nicolas did not heed the request, but walked silently beside his companion until they reached the Achtergracht. There he stood still, seized the captain's arm in great excitement, and said hastily in low, broken sentences: "It weighs on my heart. I must tell some one. I want to be Dutch. I hate the Castilians. I have learned to know them in Leyderdorp and at the Hague.
The buildings and the trees that bordered the Achtergracht were already casting longer shadows, and the golden mists hovering over the roofs began to be mingled with a faint rosy light, when Maria heard a horseman trotting up the street. She drew herself up. rigidly and her heart throbbed violently.
Nicolas did not heed the request, but walked silently beside his companion until they reached the Achtergracht. There he stood still, seized the captain's arm in great excitement, and said hastily in low, broken sentences: "It weighs on my heart. I must tell some one. I want to be Dutch. I hate the Castilians. I have learned to know them in Leyderdorp and at the Hague.
Beyond the bridge spanning the Achtergracht, he paused irresolutely before a large building. The knocker hung on the central door, but he did not venture to lift it and let it fall on the shining plate beneath, for he could expect no pleasant reception from his family. His doublet had fared ill during his struggle with his stronger enemy.
Beyond the bridge spanning the Achtergracht, he paused irresolutely before a large building. The knocker hung on the central door, but he did not venture to lift it and let it fall on the shining plate beneath, for he could expect no pleasant reception from his family. His doublet had fared ill during his struggle with his stronger enemy.
At the end of an hour she bade the boy farewell, and when again walking towards the Achtergracht with Herr von Warmond, he asked joyously: "How shall I get to the Beggars?" "You?" asked the captain in astonishment. "Yes, I!" replied the Junker eagerly. "I shall soon be seventeen, and when I am Wait, just wait you'll hear of me yet." "Right, Nicolas, right," replied the other.
The buildings and the trees that bordered the Achtergracht were already casting longer shadows, and the golden mists hovering over the roofs began to be mingled with a faint rosy light, when Maria heard a horseman trotting up the street. She drew herself up rigidly and her heart throbbed violently.
At the end of an hour she bade the boy farewell, and when again walking towards the Achtergracht with Herr von Warmond, he asked joyously: "How shall I get to the Beggars?" "You?" asked the captain in astonishment. "Yes, I!" replied the Junker eagerly. "I shall soon be seventeen, and when I am Wait, just wait you'll hear of me yet." "Right, Nicolas, right," replied the other.
At the end of an hour she bade the boy farewell, and when again walking towards the Achtergracht with Herr von Warmond, he asked joyously: "How shall I get to the Beggars?" "You?" asked the captain in astonishment. "Yes, I!" replied the Junker eagerly. "I shall soon be seventeen, and when I am Wait, just wait you'll hear of me yet." "Right, Nicolas, right," replied the other.
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