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"It was none of my seeking," answered Lysbeth, astonished into making a reply. "So much the better for you, lady, although she seemed to know you and to know also that you would listen to her song.
First he had met Pieter van de Werff, who informed him that all Leyden was talking about Lysbeth and the Captain Montalvo, to whom she was said to have taken a great fancy.
"Oh! what has happened?" said his mother as he burst into the room where she and Elsa were at work. "They are coming for him," he gasped. "The soldiers from the Gevangenhuis. Where is he? Let him escape quickly my stepfather." Lysbeth staggered and fell back into her chair. "How do you know?" she asked. At the question Adrian's head swam and his heart stood still. Yet his lips found a lie.
"But it is a dead past, so, dear lady, let us agree to bury it in a fitting silence." Lysbeth made no answer, only her mouth grew a trifle more stern. "Now, one word more, and I will come to the point. Let me congratulate you upon the gallant deeds of a gallant son.
At first, indeed, Lysbeth was able to see nobody at all, for by now the sun had gone down and her eyes were not accustomed to the increasing light of the moon. Presently, however, she caught sight of a knot of people standing on the ice in a recess or little bay of the moat, and half hidden by a fringe of dead reeds. Montalvo saw also, and halted his horse within three paces of them.
No no, it was neither a spirit nor a man, she knew now what it was; it was the very type and incarnation of the Spanish Wolf. Once more she seemed to faint, while in her ears there rang the cry "The Hollander! Outstayed! Outstayed! Conquered is the accursed Spaniard!" Then Lysbeth knew that it was over, and again the faintness overpowered her.
Then they turned to Lysbeth, and she also lifted up her hand to bless them, but ere it touched their heads, do what she would to check it, a cry forced its way to her lips, and she said: "Oh! children, doubtless you love each other well, but is this a time for marrying and giving in marriage?" "My own words, my very words," exclaimed Elsa, springing to her feet and turning pale. Foy looked vexed.
At the door she found the soldier, who saluted her, and said respectfully, "Follow me, lady, but at a little distance." So they started, and through side streets Lysbeth was led to a back entrance of the Gevangenhuis, which opened and closed behind her mysteriously, leaving her wondering whether she would ever pass that gate again.
"A slight mistake, I think, Jufvrouw, I mean a conversation about an excellent friend of yours, whose spiritual affairs seem to interest you." "What of it, Senor?" "Only this; I have made inquiries and " Lysbeth looked up unable to conceal her anxiety. "Oh! Jufvrouw, let me beg of you to learn to control your expression; the open face of childhood is so dangerous in these days."
"In this position, to which misfortune, not skill, has reduced me, I can prove nothing. But if you doubt it, ask your mother, or your hosts, or consult the registers of the Groote Kerke, and see whether on a date, which I will give you, Juan de Montalvo was, or was not, married to Lysbeth van Hout, of which marriage was born one Adrian. Man, I will prove it to you.
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