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She had felt badly that Uncle did not really do justice to his nephew. Towards morning Uncle had been loud and quarrelsome. He had wanted to join the dance, but the girls drew back from him when he came up to them and pretended to be engaged. "Dance with Anne-Marie," Maurits had said to his uncle, and it had sounded rather patronising. She was so frightened that she quite shrank together.
"When we placed ourselves in the chaise at home there, what did we think? What did we talk about on the way? About how we would deceive him there. 'You must be brave, Anne-Marie, you said. 'And you must be crafty, Maurits, I said. We thought only of ingratiating ourselves. We wished to have much and we wished to give nothing except hypocrisy.
Anne-Marie had found the story pretty. She liked it when Bengt Lagman had pearls sewn on the breadth of homespun. She saw Maurits before her; how royally proud he would have looked when ordering the pearls! That was just the sort of thing Maurits would have done well.
Besides this name, which is the most common and the best, it bears several others; such as Maurits River, because it was discovered and taken possession of in the time of Prince Maurice; Montagne River because one De la Montagne was one of the first and principal settlers, and lastly, Manhattans River, from the Manhattans Island, or the Manhattan Indians, who lived hereabouts and on the island of Manhattans, now the city of New York.
I cannot; just for that word I think that I ought not to yield." "Do not cling to a word, Maurits. This means more than polite phrases. I think it is not well of you to wish to cheat Uncle now when he has been so good to us." "Be quiet, Anne-Marie, be quiet! What do you understand of business?" His whole manner is now irritatingly calm and superior.
No, that he had never believed, but people's tongues are dangerous. Well, and finally it was that chaise! Had Maurits ferreted out the most ridiculous vehicle in the whole town? To let that child shake thirty miles in a chaise, and to let him raise a triumphal arch for a chaise! He would like to shake him again! To let his uncle shout hurrah for a tip-cart! He was getting too unreasonable.
She will not stand in the way of your happiness. Do not try to see her before you leave, then you could grow soft-hearted, for she is sweet." And at those words Maurits makes an heroic decision and goes his way. And when he has gone, what will happen then? "Scoundrel," sounds in the garden, loud and threateningly, as if to a thief. Uncle Theodore looks about him. Is it no one else?
No, the ironmaster certainly had no manners; for as he profited by his rights as an uncle and took her in his arms, he noticed that she managed to look at Maurits while he was kissing her, and he swore, really swore quite fiercely. Downie was not accustomed to find any one disagreeable, but it certainly would be no easy task to please Uncle Theodore.
Uncle Theodore sees her, Downie. She is weeping because Maurits has forsaken her. But he draws her to him and kisses away her tears. Soft and fine, the white down falls from the great ripe clusters of the trees, so light that the air will scarcely let them fall, so fine and delicate that they hardly show on the ground. Uncle Theodore laughs to himself when he thinks of Maurits.
It made her sorry for Uncle. It seemed as if he had needed her much more than Maurits, for Maurits needed no one. He was very well as he was. So she laid her hand on Uncle Theodore's arm quite gently and caressingly. Instantly new life awoke in his eyes. He began to stroke her hair with his big hand. "Little mother," he had said. Then "it" came over her while he stroked her hair.
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