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Oh, jufvrouw!" almost screamed Gretel, as she started back and, by a quick, dexterous movement shook off her heavy wooden shoes. "I MUST go in to my mother! Will you come with me?" "Not now, the bell is ringing. I shall come again soon. Good-bye!" Gretel scarcely heard the words. She remembered for many a day afterward the bright, pitying smile on Hilda's face as she turned away. The Awakening
"Ah, jufvrouw," cried Gretel, weeping afresh, "he is dying, I think. There are two meesters in with him at this moment, and the mother has scarcely spoken today. Can you hear him moan, jufvrouw?" she added with sudden terror. "The air buzzes so I cannot hear. He may be dead! Oh, I do wish I could hear him!" Hilda listened. The cottage was very near, but not a sound could be heard.
This woman also, so said the man, had been heard that every afternoon to make use of the most horrible, the most traitorous and blaspheming language to a lady of Leyden, the Jufvrouw Lysbeth van Hout, indeed; as was deposed by a certain spy named Black Meg, who had overheard the conversation.
I seek to marry that Jufvrouw Lysbeth van Hout, and to do this I desire to prove that the man whom she loves, Dirk van Goorl, is a heretic. What you have told me may or may not be sufficient for my purpose. If it is sufficient you shall be paid liberally after my marriage; if not well, you have had enough.
"Is the Jufvrouw Lysbeth van Hout there?" he asked anxiously. "Yes," she replied, but before she could say more Montalvo broke in, inquiring what might be the matter. "Nothing," he answered, "except that she was lost and Dirk van Goorl, my friend, send me to look for her this way while he took the other." "Indeed.
The point is, why did the Jufvrouw tell Ramiro?" "Because I am a coward," answered Elsa with a sob. "You know, Foy, I always was a coward, and I never shall be anything else. I told him to save myself." "From what?" "From being married." Adrian winced palpably, and Foy, noting it, could not resist pushing the point. "From being married?
Thus it came about that, as the only suitable partie in Leyden, the Count Montalvo had sought out the well-favoured and well-endowed Jufvrouw Lysbeth van Hout to be his companion in the great sledge race, and taken so much trouble to ensure to himself a friendly reception at her house. So far, things went well, and, what was more, the opening of the chase had proved distinctly entertaining.
It was at breakfast on the following morning that Ramiro inquired of Black Mag whether the Jufvrouw Brant had sufficiently recovered from the fatigues of her journey to honour them with her presence. The woman replied that she absolutely refused to leave her room, or even to speak more than was necessary.
At the other could be discerned part of the profile of a fat figure that, pipe in mouth, sat behind the shining little panes and snowy curtain. "May we enter and warm ourselves, jufvrouw?" asked the captain respectfully. "Yes, and welcome" was the reply as the lower half of the door swung softly toward its mate.
Mother and children came in merry collision as they rushed to open the door. It was not the doctor, after all, but three boys, Peter van Holp, Lambert, and Ben. "Good evening, young gentlemen," said Dame Brinker, so happy and proud that she would scarcely have been surprised at a visit from the king himself. "Good evening, jufvrouw," said the trio, making magnificent bows.
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