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Margarita's cheeks were overflowing with the offended rose. 'I will not look at them again, father. Gottlieb stared, and then patted her. 'I would I were a man, father! Gottlieb smiled, and stroked his beard. 'Oh! how I burn! And the girl shivered visibly. 'Grete! mind to be as much of a woman as you can, and soon such raff as this you may sweep away, like cobwebs, and no harm done.
"Now, mynheer," continued Raff, "you can take your rightful pay. God knows you have earned it, if bringing such a poor tool back to the world and his family can be called a service. Tell the vrouw what's to pay, mynheer. She will hand out the sum right willingly." "Tut, tut!" said the doctor kindly. "Say nothing about money. I can find plenty of such pay any time, but gratitude comes seldom.
Her second, Benjamin Constant, was a man of genius, and capable of passionate if inconstant attachment, but also what his own generation in England called a thorough "raff" selfish, treacherous, fickle, incapable of considering either the happiness or the reputation of women, theatrical in his ways and language, venal, insolent, ungrateful.
They neither of them could eat much, and Raff came in for a larger share than he would otherwise have obtained. The clouds had cleared away, a bright sun was shining. According to their calculation, they had hitherto succeeded in keeping the course they had intended.
She seized his hands and, leaning over him, cried, "Raff! Raff, boy, speak to me!" "Is it you, Meitje?" he asked faintly. "I have been asleep, hurt, I think. Where is little Hans?" "Here I am, Father!" shouted Hans, half mad with joy. But the doctor held him back. "He knows us!" screamed Dame Brinker. "Great God! He knows us! Gretel! Gretel! Come, see your father!" In vain Dr.
Clavering remained in London patiently, by no means anxious to meet his wife's just indignation, and sneaked in and out of the House of Commons, whence he and Captain Raff and Mr.
Having a supply of cooked meat, they agreed that it would be wiser to spend the night in a tree. As darkness approached, they looked about and found one with wide-spreading branches; into this they climbed. "But I say, we must not run the risk of letting Raff be carried off as poor Fangs was; we must get him with us," said Denis.
But then we don't know what we are talking about: it's fairly evident that Peyton and Mina Raff are interested in each other, they may be in love; and, if they are, what does that mean? It isn't your feeling for the children or mine for you; they are both love; yet what is it?" "It is God in us," Fanny said gravely; "and keeps us all, Helena and Gregory and you and me, safely together."
"I'm going to bury my magic bead!" Raff Brinker still slept soundly. His wife took a small block of peat from her nearly exhausted store and put it upon the embers. Then opening the door, she called gently, "Come in, children." "Mother! Mother! See here!" shouted Hans. "Holy Saint Bavon!" exclaimed the dame, springing over the doorstep. "What ails the boy!"
Here the formative influence of Raff is evident. The romanticism which pervades them is not of a very finely distilled quality: they are not, that is to say, the product of a clarified and wholly personal vision of the vision which prompted the issue of such things as the "Woodland Sketches," the "Sea Pieces," and the "New England Idyls."
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