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He demanded to know whose picture it was, and learned that it was that of Killian Vander Spiegel, burgomaster and curmudgeon, who buried his money when the English seized New Amsterdam and fretted himself to death lest it should be discovered.
"You have done something as unprecedented as what was done to you, did you know that?" Dana's strength was ebbing as the energine wore off, and she wasn't quite sure what her clan-chief meant. "I'm sorry?" Killian laughed aloud. "Why doesn't that surprise me?
But, secondly, his vanity was still alarmed; he had failed to get the money; to-morrow before noon he would have to disappoint old Killian; and in the eyes of that family which counted him so little, and to which he had sought to play the part of the heroic comforter, he must sink lower than at first. To a man of Otto's temper, this was death. He could not accept the situation.
As Killian Van K. Vanderdynk crept forth from the elevator, Sacharissa's nerves gave way; his, also, seemed to disintegrate; and they stood for some moments mutually supporting each other, during which interval unaccustomed tears fell from the gray eyes, and unaccustomed words, breathed brokenly, reassured her; and, altogether unaccustomed to such things, they presently found themselves seated in a distant corner of the drawing-room, still endeavoring to reassure each other with interclasped hands.
His whole mind was occupied by what he had heard. Vander Spiegel was his mother's family name; and he recollected to have heard her speak of this very Killian Vander Spiegel as one of her ancestors. He had heard her say, too, that her father was Kollian's rightful heir, only that the old man died without leaving any thing to be inherited.
"Ha! well met, Cousin Sobriety!" he cried. "Let us cross the hall, and get near the punch-bowl." "It is my idea that you have had enough," I answered. "'Too much is enough, as the Indian said. He was nearer the truth than you are," replied Teunis, taking my arm. "No, not now! First let me see who is here." "Who is here? Everybody from Hendrik Hudson and Killian the First down.
But fortune, as you say, turns the wheel, and I desire to be beforehand with her revolutions. 'Very right, sir, I am sure, said Mr. Killian. They had been strolling with deliberation; but they were now drawing near to the farmhouse, mounting by the trellised pathway to the level of the meadow.
"If I thought you could ever really care what became of a man like me " Killian Van K. Vanderdynk's aristocratic senses began gyrating; he grasped the bars, the back of his hand brushed against hers, and the momentary contact sent a shock straight through the scion of that celebrated race. She seated herself abruptly; a delicate color grew, staining her face. Neither spoke.
It was, indeed, a smiling, dilettante sort of envy; but yet there it was: the passion of Ahab for the vineyard, done in little; and he was relieved when Mr. Killian appeared upon the scene. 'I hope, sir, that you have slept well under my plain roof, said the old farmer. 'I am admiring this sweet spot that you are privileged to dwell in, replied Otto, evading the inquiry.
The mixture of fear about what was to come, anger at Jason, and the ache of her injuries had her irritable, wanting to get the whole mess over with so she wouldn't have to think about it any more. Killian was waiting for her, sitting at the judicial-looking Chief's Bench at the far end of the hall.
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