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Updated: June 11, 2025
Philip raised his arm in the air as if to crush Mynheer Poots, who retreated to the corner. "I did not mean until your mother was buried," said Poots, in a coaxing tone. "Go, wretch, go!" said Philip, covering his face with his hands, as he sank down upon the blood-stained couch.
You will have plenty of money. Mynheer Philip, I would like the first offer of the cottage, if it is to let." Philip raised his arm in the air as if to crush Mynheer Poots, who retreated to the corner. "I did not mean until your mother was buried," said Poots, in a coaxing tone. "Go, wretch, go!" said Philip, covering his face with his hands, as he sank down upon the blood-stained couch.
Father Seysen called the next day and received his answer; and three days afterwards, the bells of the little church of Terneuse were ringing a merry peal for the union of Amine Poots and Philip Vanderdecken.
"He shall pay you the four guilders, and for this attendance also," replied Philip in a rage; "come directly, while you are disputing, my mother may be dead." "But, Mr Philip, I cannot come, now I recollect. I have to see the child of the Burgomaster at Terneuse," replied Mynheer Poots.
There had always been a strong feeling against Mynheer Poots in the village; his neglect of all religious duties the doubt whether he was even a member of the church his avarice and extortion had created for him a host of enemies; but, at the same time, his great medical skill, which was fully acknowledged, rendered him of importance.
"O, how much have I to thank you for! and indeed I am grateful." "Yes, yes, she is very grateful," interrupted the old man; "but we are poor very poor. I talked about my money because I have so little, and I cannot afford to lose it; but you shall not pay me the three guilders and a half I am content to lose that, Mr Philip." "Why should you lose even that, Mynheer Poots?
As usual, all was silent, and the door fastened. Philip knocked, but there was no reply. Again and again he knocked, and became impatient. Mynheer Poots must have been summoned, and was not in the house; Philip therefore called out so as to be heard within, "Maiden, if your father is out, as I presume he must be, listen to what I have to say I am Philip Vanderdecken.
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"Yes, and you have fever also, Philip, and prevention is better than cure; so go to bed, and take what I send you, and you will be well to-morrow." Philip went upstairs, accompanied by Amine; and Mynheer Poots went into his own room to prepare the medicine.
To this request Father Seysen, who perceived the state of Philip's mind with regard to Amine, readily consented. After a conversation of nearly two hours, they were interrupted by the return of Mynheer Poots, who darted out of the room the instant he perceived Father Seysen.
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