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He jest as much as said he was after the old man's acres." "Well, let him have 'em. I don't know as it interests me," replied 'Cindy, waving her head like a banner. "If he wants to sell himself to that greasy Dutchwoman why, let him, that's all! I don't care." Her heated manner betrayed her to Mrs. Smith, who laughed with huge enjoyment. "Well, you better watch out!"
The girls followed him: Em still weeping; Lyndall with her face rather white and her eyes wide open. "And I have the heart of a devil, did you say? You could run me through with a knife, could you?" cried the Dutchwoman. "I could not drive the Kaffer maid away because I was afraid of you, was I? Oh, you miserable rag!
She said as 'ow she'd nail 'im when he comes to-night to git a fan she's promised to lift fer 'im. She said that'd prove she wasn't no Dutchwoman and recommended if I got the chance to do the same. I thought nothin' wuz goin' to happen an' wuz sleepin' on me bench here in the garden when the hollerin' at the garage woke me up.
You be here," shouted the Dutchwoman, "when the morning star rises, and I will let my Kaffers take you out and drag you, till there is not one bone left in your old body that is not broken as fine as bobootie-meat, you old beggar! All your rags are not worth that they should be thrown out onto the ash-heap," cried the Boer-woman; "but I will have them for my sheep.
"Faugh!" exclaimed Miss Belcher, looking about her and sniffing suspiciously. "A pretty place enough, but full of malaria, or I'm a Dutchwoman! And what a horrible silence!" "Malaria?" said Mr. Rogers, quietly. "There's better scent than malaria in this valley, and we're hot on it. Here's the river, and What does the chart say, boy? Five trees, a mile and a half from the creek-head?
But, my good soul" she turned on Plinny "if 'drunk and incapable' isn't written over the whole of that seminary, you may call me a Dutchwoman!" "There's a point or so clear enough," she announced, after a pause, when I had finished my story. "We must placard the whole country with a description of that prisoner chap Glass," said Mr.
I was walking with Lady Lyndon, who, proverbially jealous and always anxious to annoy me, spied out a foreign lady who was evidently remarking me, and of course asked who was the hideous fat Dutchwoman who was leering at me so? I knew her not in the least. It was no other than Madame de Liliengarten, the mistress, or as some said the morganatic wife, of the old Duke of X , Duke Victor's father.
'Perhaps, said he, musingly, 'you might have some objection to seeing her, at least for a time. 'Who is it? repeated I. 'Why, said he, 'I see no use in hiding it the blind Dutchwoman. I have been with her the whole morning. She is very anxious to get out of that closet; but you know she is odd, she is scarcely to be trusted.
Are you mad? What may it be?" "Go, dog," cried the Dutchwoman; "I would have been a rich woman this day if it had not been for your laziness. Praying with the Kaffers behind the kraal walls. Go, you Kaffer's dog!" "But what then is the matter? What may have happened since I left?" said the German, turning to the Hottentot woman, who sat upon the step.
Having investigated Helene's activities rather more closely, however, I find I have made mention of no less than twenty-eight deaths attributed to Helene, which puts her one up on the Dutchwoman. The only possible point at which I may have gone astray in my calculations is in respect of the deaths at Guern.
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