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Updated: July 10, 2025
"I know nothing about that, Herr major. I have told you everything I know. No vessel can go further up the Schelde than Ternenzen, and I can unload at Breskens just as well as at Ternenzen and send the goods by rail to Antwerp." "Now, Brandelaar, go upstairs again and send M. Penurot down to me." With heavy tread the skipper mounted the narrow ladder, and almost at once Penurot entered.
But you still owe me an explanation how you got here?" "With your messenger of love, your postillon d'amour, who was certainly rather uncouth and awkward for so delicate a mission." "What! did you come with Brandelaar?" cried Heideck, in surprise. "Yes. The moment I received your letter from his clumsy sailor's fist, my mind was made up.
Very likely I have weathered a worse storm than this with my smack. But there is a difference between the danger a man has to go through when he cannot escape it, and that to which he foolishly exposes himself. When I am on a journey, then come what pleases God, but " "No more, Brandelaar," interrupted Edith impatiently.
Unless the information you bring me corresponds with my expectations, of course the payment will suffer accordingly. The price depends upon the quality of the goods." "Oh, you will be satisfied with me. I have connexions over there, and if you want anything else, you shall see what Brandelaar can do." "Good! It will be to your own interest to serve me well and faithfully."
A fearful suspicion occurred to him. He needed all his strength of will to control himself. "And the lady?" "Herr major, it was the lady who met with an accident. She fell overboard on the journey." Heideck clasped the back of the chair before him with both hands. Every drop of blood had left his face. "Fell overboard? Good God, man and she was not saved?" Brandelaar shook his hand.
Before complying with Brandelaar's suggestion, Edith glanced at the man whom he had indicated with a movement of his head. Externally this robust old sea-dog was certainly not attractive, but his alarming appearance did not make Edith falter in her resolution for a moment. "Good talk to your friend, Brandelaar! And mind that I don't have to wait too long for his consent."
Besides, they will have to manage confoundedly cleverly to get past the German guardships unnoticed." "Yes, yes! Why waste so much time over this useless bargaining? Here is the money now get me a boat." "Go in there," said Brandelaar, pointing to the door of a little dark side room. "I will see whether my friend Van dem Bosch will do it."
It is really of interest to me to make your business friend's acquaintance." The second visitor now thought it advisable to introduce himself. "My name is Camille Penurot," said he; "I am a grocer in Breskens. Maaning Brandelaar has offered to sell me his cargo, and I have come with him to inspect the goods."
"The guilt is yours. She sought death of her own accord, and it was you who drove her to it!" His voice sounded dry and harsh when he turned to the skipper and said "I thank you for your information, Brandelaar. Now leave me alone." The ninth and tenth army corps had collected at the inlet of Kid harbour.
However, for the moment, he could not stop to investigate the young man's whereabouts. He was informed by the Lieutenant-Colonel that Brandelaar, whose vessel actually lay off Ternenzen, had been arrested with his crew, examined, and liberated during the course of the night, as had been agreed between the two officers.
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