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Riekje took Dolf's head in her hands, and kissed his cheeks; she paused from time to time as one pauses when drinking sweet liqueur to enjoy the flavor, and then drinks again. Then she put her lips to his ear and whispered: "Dolf, my darling Dolf, will you love it?" Dolf raised his hand solemnly. "I call God to witness, Riekje, I shall love it as if it were my own flesh and blood."
Sit down and warm yourself." "Good-evening to you all," replied the fat little old woman. "So we are going to have christening sugar on board the Guldenvisch this evening. It's your first, is it not, Riekje? Come, Nelle, make me some coffee and give me some supper." "Riekje," said the young boatman, "I brought Madame Puzzel because Dolf was dragged off by his comrades. He must not see you suffer.
"Riekje," Dolf whispered, "I shall always love you." "Dolf," replied Riekje, "I shall love you till death." "I am two years older than you are, Riekje. When you were ten I was twelve, and I think I loved you then, but not so much as now." "No, dear, you have only known me since last May. All the rest is not true. Tell me, Dolf, that all the rest is not true.
When Nelle saw him she put her hands to her hips and laughed till the tears streamed down her face; Riekje clapped her hands and laughed too. Tobias remained serious, and, while Dolf walked up and down the room, asking Nelle if she would not have him for a cook, he took the plates out of the cupboard and began to rub them on a corner of the shirt.
The others pressed his hand heartily, saying: "Dolf, we shall at least have known one really brave fellow before we die." "As for me, comrades," said Dolf, laughing, "I shall not die before I drink a glass with you to the health of the fine little chap Riekje gave me the other night." From "In Love with the Czarina and other Stories." Translated by Louis Felbermann.
Anyone could see that it was good old schiedam, for Tobias and his son nodded their heads and smacked their lips with pleasure. "Ah! my daughter," said Nelle, "it will be a happy day for us all in two years' time, when a little sabot stands in the hearth filled with carrots and turnips." "Yes, Riekje, it will be a happy day for us all," said Dolf, closing his big hands over hers.
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