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Updated: May 31, 2025
But "Tannhäuser" has, in a few years, become more popular than "Lohengrin," thanks largely to its better staging and interpretation. Owing in a large measure to Fräulein Brandt's Fides and Fräulein Lehmann's Bertha, Meyerbeer's "Prophète" has been a success for several years.
"Your son Gerard is more like to be father of a family than a priest: he is for ever with Margaret, Peter Brandt's red-haired girl, and loves her like a cow her calf." Mother and daughter both burst out laughing. Ghysbrecht stared at them. "What! you knew it?" "Carry this tale to those who know not my son, Gerard. Women are nought to him." "Other women, mayhap.
Get ready to run and be shot at," cried Brandt with a hiss of passion. Almost as he spoke the roof of the hut shook under a heavy blow. "What's thet?" No one replied. Legget glanced from Brandt's cold, determined face to the uneasy savages. They were restless, and handling their weapons. The chief strode across the floor with stealthy steps. "Thud!"
And he was Margaret Brandt's uncle by marriage, her guardian and trustee, and the father of Charles Svendt, on whose account Lady Elspeth had thought well to throw out warning hints of possible paternal intentions respecting Margaret and her fortune. From every point of view Graeme detested Mr. Pixley, though he had never passed a word with him. He was too perfect, too immaculate.
They found Eli and a carpenter putting up another name in place of Cornelis and Sybrandt's; and what should that name be but Margaret Brandt's. With all her affection for Margaret, this went through poor Catherine like a knife. "The bane of one is another's meat," said she. "Can he make me spend the money unjustly?" replied Margaret coldly. "You are a good soul," said Catherine.
He had shown himself to be what she had instinctively believed. She hurried on toward Betty's, hoping to find Colonel Zane at home, and with Jonathan, for Brandt's hint of leaving Fort Henry, and his evident chagrin at such a slip of speech, had made her suspicious. She was informed by Mrs.
That evening I made my excuse. It was easily found. I had only to tell my poor mother of Mrs. Van Brandt's refusal to marry me, and there was an intelligible motive assigned for my proposing to leave London. The same night I wrote to inform Mrs.
"Do you think Jonathan and Wetzel will catch Brandt?" asked Helen, changing the subject abruptly. "I'd stake my all that this year's autumn leaves will fall on Brandt's grave." Colonel Zane's calm, matter-of-fact coldness made Helen shiver. "Why, the leaves have already begun to fall. Papa told me Brandt had gone to join the most powerful outlaw band on the border.
Its vigour and resources are nearly spent, and nothing but a little perseverance and exertion on the part of Britain is necessary to supress it totally. Butler and Brandt's forces, Indians and loyalists, I am told, amount to five or six thousand men. They have distressed and terrified the rebels more since last spring than the whole royal army.
Brandt's seemingly careless and transitory glance rested on a little shanty and noted that it was separated from others of its class by a considerable interval. "Bute, you say, is on the day-shift." "Yes, he won't be up till six o'clock." "I'll manage to see him then without his knowing it." "Be careful. I take my risk on the ground of your good faith and prudence." "Don't fear."
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