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Gerard Douw was, perhaps, as much astonished as anyone could be by the very unexpected nature of Mynher Vanderhausen's communication; but he did not give vent to any unseemly expression of surprise, for besides the motives supplied by prudence and politeness, the painter experienced a kind of chill and oppressive sensation, something like that which is supposed to affect a man who is placed unconsciously in immediate contact with something to which he has a natural antipathy an undefined horror and dread while standing in the presence of the eccentric stranger, which made him very unwilling to say anything which might reasonably prove offensive.
"Is it your watch?" "Yaw, Mynher," replied Big Adam, rolling out of his kaross. "Well, then, you keep it so well, that you will have no tobacco next time it is served out." "Gentlemen all awake and keep watch, so I go to sleep a little," replied Adam, getting up on his legs. "Look to your fires, sir," replied the Major walking to his waggon.
Nine o'clock at length came, and with it a summons at the street-door, which, being speedily answered, was followed by a slow and emphatic tread upon the staircase; the steps moved heavily across the lobby, the door of the room in which the party which we have described were assembled slowly opened, and there entered a figure which startled, almost appalled, the phlegmatic Dutchmen, and nearly made Rose scream with affright; it was the form, and arrayed in the garb, of Mynher Vanderhausen; the air, the gait, the height was the same, but the features had never been seen by any of the party before.
After some irresolution he finally determined to journey thither a trifling undertaking, and easily accomplished and thus to satisfy himself of the safety and comfort of his ward, for whom he entertained an honest and strong affection. His search was in vain, however. No one in Rotterdam had ever heard of Mynher Vanderhausen. Gerard Douw left not a house in the Boom-quay untried; but all in vain.
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