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Margaret and Gerard were speedily joined by Martin, and away to Sevenbergen. Ghysbrecht Van Swieten kept the key of Gerard's prison in his pouch. He waited till ten of the clock ere he visited for he said to himself, "A little hunger sometimes does well it breaks 'em." At ten he crept up the stairs with a loaf and pitcher, followed by his trusty servant well armed. Ghysbrecht listened at the door.
Methinks I see the fiends crowding round the bed for their prey. They wait but for me to go. And I go." He turned his back; but Ghysbrecht, in extremity of terror, caught him by the frock. "Oh, holy man, mercy! stay. I will confess all, all.
Catherine gossiped with Joan, and learned that she was the wife of Jorian Ketel of Tergou, who had been servant to Ghysbrecht Van Swieten, but fallen out of favour, and come back to Rotterdam, his native place. His friends had got him the place of sexton to the parish, and what with that and carpentering, he did pretty well.
But Ghysbrecht, the burgomaster, knew by this time that Gerard had obtained the parchment relating to Peter Brandt's lands, and was anxious that Gerard should not return. Cornelis and Sybrandt were also against their brother, and willing to aid the burgomaster in any diabolical adventure.
Ere they had half done admiring it, a strange voice was heard at the door. By one of the furtive instincts of their sex they hastily hid the picture in the cloth, though there was no need, And the next moment in came, casting his eyes furtively around, a man that had not entered the house this ten years Ghysbrecht Van Swieten.
"Burgomaster," said he, with trembling voice, "I have not been at Sevenbergen these three years, and I know not the name of those you saw me with, nor where they dwelt; but, as my time is precious, though you value it not, give you good day." And he darted out, with his eyes sparkling. Ghysbrecht started up in huge ire; but he sank into his chair again. "He fears me not.
"Oh, Gerard! who, think you, hath sent to our house seeking you? the burgomaster himself." "Ghysbrecht Van Swieten! What would he with me?" "Nay, Gerard, I know not. But he seems urgent to see you. You are to go to his house on the instant." "Well, he is the burgomaster: I will go; but it likes me not. Kate, I have seen him cast such a look on me as no friend casts.
"Change but those letters for me," he said, "and each of you shall thrust one hand into this drawer, and take away as many of them as you can hold." The effect was magical. Their eyes glittered with desire. Their whole bodies seemed to swell, and rise into male energy. "Swear it, then," said Sybrandt. "I swear it." "No; on the crucifix." Ghysbrecht swore upon the crucifix.
I tell you they bewitched this very Peter here; they cast unholy spells on him, and cured him of the colic: now, Peter, look and tell me who is that? and you be silent, women, for a moment, if you can; who is it, Peter?" "Well, to be sure!" said Peter, in reply; and his eye seemed fascinated by the picture. "Who is it?" repeated Ghysbrecht impetuously. Peter Buyskens smiled.
The bow was raised, and the deadly arrow steadily drawn to its head, when at that moment an active figure leaped on Ghysbrecht from behind so swiftly, it was like a hawk swooping on a pigeon.
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