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Can he come between a couple and the altar, and sunder those that God and the priest make one? She is my daughter, and I am as proud of her as I am of you, Kate, almost; and as for you, keep out of my way awhile, for you are like the black dog in my eyes." Cornelis and Sybrandt took the hint and slunk out, aching with remorse, and impenitence, and hate.
The shop was now quite ready, and Cornelis and Sybrandt were to open it next day; their names were above the door; also their sign, a white lamb sucking a gilt sheep. Eli had come, and brought them some more goods from his store to give them a good start.
Sybrandt and Cornelis exchanged a gloomy wink, and stole out. Margaret, seeing Giles deep in meditation, for the dwarf's intelligence had taken giant strides, asked him to bring her the letter. "You have heard but half, good master Giles," said she. "Shall I read you the rest?" "I shall be much beholden to you," shouted the sonorous atom.
"'To my brothers Cornelis and Sybrandt Be content; you will see me no more!" "What does that mean? Ah!" "'To my sister Kate. Little angel of my father's house. Be kind to her Ah!" "That is Margaret Brandt, my dear his sweetheart, poor soul. I've not been kind to her, my dear. Forgive me, Gerard!" " for poor Gerard's sake: since grief to her is death to me Ah!"
Sybrandt had to wedge himself into the one, which was too small for the magnificent dwarf's soul, and Margaret resumed.
And he went to a drawer and drew out a paper written by Margaret Van Eyck while treating with the burgh for her house. "Was it writ like this?" "Yes. 'Tis the same writing," said Sybrandt boldly. "Good. And now what would ye of me?" said Ghysbrecht, with beating heart, but a carelessness so well feigned that it staggered them.
After many discussions and eager promises of amendment on these terms from Cornelis and Sybrandt, Catherine went to Rotterdam shop-hunting, and took Kate with her; for a change, They soon found one, and in a good street; but it was sadly out of order.
But Ghysbrecht, the burgomaster, knew by this time that Gerard had obtained the parchment relating to Peter Brandt's lands, and was anxious that Gerard should not return. Cornelis and Sybrandt were also against their brother, and willing to aid the burgomaster in any diabolical adventure.
He had been employed by the burgomaster of Tergou to repair the floor of an upper room in his house, and when it was almost done, Coming suddenly to fetch away his tools, curiosity had been excited by some loud words below, and he had lain down on his stomach, and heard the burgomaster talking about a letter which Cornelis and Sybrandt were minded to convey into the place of one that a certain Hans Memling was taking to Gerard; "and it seems their will was good, but their stomach was small; so to give them courage the old man showed them a drawer full of silver, and if they did the trick they should each put a hand in, and have all the silver they could hold in't.
Then he brightened, and broke forth into ribaldry like a nightingale. Finger in ears stuffed I. 'No words; naught but the bare melody. For oh, Margaret, note the sly malice of the Evil One! Still to the scurviest matter he wedded the tunablest ditties." Catherine. "That is true as Holy Writ." Sybrandt. "How know you that, mother?" Cornelis. "He! he! he!" Eli.
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