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"'Nom, says he, 'not exactly in the business, but I 'ave made pets of several. And with that he lifts his 'at as perlite as a lord, and walks away. Old Bersicker kep' a-lookin' arter 'im till 'e was out of sight, and then went and lay down in a corner and wouldn't come hout the 'ole hevening. Well, larst night, so soon as the moon was hup, the wolves here all began a-'owling.
Joe repeated these words over many times; in truth the poor boy was almost in a transport of grief and despair. Anton, however, made no reply whatever to this great burst of terrible sorrow, and waited quietly until the paroxysm had spent itself, then he too sat down on the grass. "Listen, Joe," he said. "'Tis no use a-blubbering afore me, or a-screaming hout afore me.
'It was a blythe bit ance! said Meg, speaking to herself. 'Did ye notice if there was an auld saugh tree that's maist blawn down, but yet its roots are in the earth, and it hangs ower the bit burn? Mony a day hae I wrought my stocking and sat on my sunkie under that saugh. 'Hout, deil's i' the wife, wi' her saughs, and her sunkies, and Ellangowans.
It was in the afternoon that, half-way up a hill, they saw coming over the crest a lady and a little girl. "Hout yer gets," said Mr. Beale quickly; "walk as 'oppy as you can, and if they arsts you you say you ain't 'ad nothing to eat since las' night and then it was a bit o' dry bread." "Right you are," said Dickie, enjoying the game. "An' mind you call me father."
She, who lies there, saw many suns rise and set, ere her vengeance ripened." "Throw the scrawl into the fire!" cried Van Hout impetuously. "No," replied Peter. "We will not send the letters, but you must keep them in the archives. God's mills grind slowly, and who knows what good purpose these sheets may yet serve."
The brave men knew that the surrender of the city might put an end to their distress, but wished to hold out for the sake of liberty and their religion, and endured their suffering as an inevitable misfortune. In the entry of the house Maria met Wilhelm's mother, and promised her she would consult with Frau Van Hout that very day, concerning the extortion practised by the market-men.
The men, who had mutually deciphered these words, looked at each other silently, until Van Hout exclaimed: "What a confused mixture of malice and feminine weakness. Let a woman's heart seem ever so cold; glacier flowers will always be found in it."
‘Not that I know of,’ I replied, rather guessing at than understanding his question; ‘I was crying because I could not help it! I say, old one, what is the name of this river?’ ‘Hout! I now see what you was greeting at—at your ain ignorance, nae doubt—’tis very great!
The moon was shinin' in, ad I cud see the corpse stretched on the table whar we left it; and he kicked the door to wi' a purr o' his foot. 'Lock it, says he; and so I did. And here's the key for ye tak it yoursel', sir. He offer'd me money: he said he'd mak me a rich man if I'd sell him the corpse, and help him awa' wi' it." "Hout, man! What cud he want o' t' corpse?
The man who stood before them was no teacher in the school, but the city clerk, Van Hout, who, to-day filled the place of his sick friend, Verstroot, master of arts and preacher. During the ringing of the bells he had closed the book, and now said: "'Suspendo lectionem. Jan Mulder, how would you translate my 'suspendere'?" "Hang," replied the boy. "Hang!" laughed Van Hout.
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