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I only ask that you believe in me and think of me sometimes I shall feel it, and be helped. Will you take me home now, Dr. von Gerhard?" The ride home was made in silence. The wind was colder, sharper. I was chilled, miserable, sick. Von Gerhard's face was quite expressionless as he guided the little car over the smooth road.
I dined once with the Frenchman, twice with the Hirschvogels' Fritz, and once with Master Peter Aegidius the Secretary, when Erasmus of Rotterdam also dined with us. I have twice more drawn with the metal-point the portrait of the beautiful maiden for Gerhard. I made Tomasin a design, drawn and tinted in half colours, after which he intends to have his house painted.
At the age of twelve he had been sent to Deventer, where Gerhard Groot, a brilliant graduate of the universities of Paris, Cologne and Prague, and famous as a wandering preacher, had founded the Society of the Brothers of the Common Life.
"You know that what you say is not true," he said, slowly. "Well, we won't quibble. We we were just about to leave, weren't we Blackie?" "Just," said Blackie, rising. "Sorry t' see you drinkin' Baumbach's coffee, Doc. It ain't fair t' your patients." "Quite right," replied Von Gerhard; and rose with us. "I shall not drink it. I shall walk home with Mrs. Orme instead, if she will allow me.
You never can learn nothin' by talkin'. But I got somethin' t' say t' Dawn here. Now, in case you're bored the least bit, w'y don't hesitate one minnit t' " "Na, you are quite right, and I was hasty," said Von Gerhard, and his eyes, with the kindly gleam in them, smiled down upon the little man. "It is only that both you and I are over-anxious to be of assistance to this unhappy lady.
It consisted of certain raps at my knees, and shins, and elbows, and fingers, and certain commands to "look at my finger! Look at the wall! Look at my finger! Look at the wall!" "So!" said Von Gerhard at last, in a tone of finality. I sank my battered frame into the nearest chair. "This this newspaper work it must cease." He dismissed it with a wave of the hand.
The red-cloaked man seemed to take great delight in the builder's discomfiture, and he said with an ugly grin: "Well, Master Gerhard, I see you have found more than you expected. I am sure you would like to see the merry ducks which shall swim on my brook, according to our bet." He clapped his hands three times and then listened. Some minutes passed, but no ducks appeared.
Well, w'en he got through with me I looked like little sister when big brother is tryin' t' teach her how to hold the cue in her fingers. He just sent them balls wherever he thought they'd look pretty. I bet if he'd held up his thumb and finger an' said, 'jump through this! them balls would of jumped." Von Gerhard took a couple of quick steps in Blackie's direction. His eyes were blue steel.
"Eggs?" queried Von Gerhard, as though making a happy suggestion. "Eggs!" I snorted. "Eggs! Thousands of 'em! Eggs hard and soft boiled, poached and fried, scrambled and shirred, eggs in beer and egg-noggs, egg lemonades and egg orangeades, eggs in wine and eggs in milk, and eggs au naturel.
"Blackie, you're a dear to be so polite to an old married cratur' like me. Did you notice that is, does Ernst von Gerhard drop in often at Baumbach's?" I have visited Baumbach's. I have heard Milwaukee drinking its afternoon Kaffee.
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