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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Veil, vat's vanted? Vos anyding wrong?" "No, not aboard here," returned Fairfax, a bit puzzled at the reply, "We ran down to see if you were in any trouble. This is a strange place to anchor. What are you Dutch?" The fellow waved his hands in a gesture indicating disgust. "Dat's eet. Ve're out ov Rotterdam you see ze name ov ze sheep. But ve not sail frum thar dis time no.
"If the firm has hard luck " said Heinzman. "Exactly," finished Newmark. "Vy you come to me?" demanded Heinzman at length. "Well, I'm offering you a chance to get even with Orde. I don't imagine you love him?" "Vat's de matter mit my gettin' efen with you, too?" cried Heinzman. "Ain't you beat me out at Lansing?" Newmark smiled coldly under his clipped moustache.
"'Well, I thank you very much, said I. "'You know, I don't care so much aboud dose "vorldly hopes" and dot "sonshine," but vat dit strike me vas vere you saidt: "It's better fair to bear de ilts ve half don vly to odders dot we know not of." Dot means, Vat's de use of chanching 'ouses."
"Vat for you tink I vant you in on dis, you svine? To set aroundt und dream? Nobody else knows aboud dis treasures, und ve got it all for ourselves ve four und no more, und you say, 'Vat's der hurry? It's all ours. Ve divide it oop in der cave mit all der money ve get from der bank. Vat? Yes? Den, ven der time comes, ve send it all by Australia und no von is der viser.
Yes, at night ven I vas all alone I used to think like dat. Everyding vas so oopside down und so inside oud. Vat's de use of living und vy go on drinking beer und becoming a vorse und bigger bum? "Yes, it goes like dat. Ven I vas rich und happy und had my factory und my vife und children und horses und fine house I used to think vat a fine place the vorld vas und how simple it vas to be happy.
"You could if you'd wanted to, I live in ve brown house, and I've seen you lots of times. Once you 'most stepped on me." "Did I? How did that happen?" "You were finking of fings and got in my way." "Was that it?" "Vat's what my papa says, when I do it. He says I ought to look where I am going." The boy's tone was severe. There was a pause, while Mac swung his hoop against a post.
Mac hung his head. "I ran away," he faltered. "Vat's why." The stranger tried to look grave. Instead, he burst into a shout of laughter. "I think I understand," he said, as soon as he could speak. "You have to wear these clothes, because you ran away, and the blanket is to cover them up. What made you run away?" "Aunt Teddy." "Who?" "My Aunt Teddy." "Is it a woman?"
And before she could stop him, he had pounced upon it and pulled it out, upsetting a superstratum of gowns in the process. "Mac, let that be." "But I want it, mamma. I want to wear it. I look just too sweet in it." "Mac!" "Well, vat's what Lizabuf said. Will Lizabuf go too?" "No." "Who will take care of me, and put me into my coatsleeves ven?" "I shall." "I'd ravver have Lizabuf.
"'But den I am a seek man, but I am better off as de man who leefs on Cap'tol 'ell. He is so beesy. He eats his deener in de store. He has so many trobbles because he vants to make hees fortune beeger. Vat's de use? Here I am contentet. I go op stairs and notting botters me vile I eat deener. Now, I say vat de Talmud say ees right. Happy ees de man who ees contentet.
"Coming?" he asked, holding back, while the red-haired man gave a loud guffaw and dug him in the ribs. "Now, now, Freddy vat's his great weakness a little bit o' skirt," he explained to the others, who laughed loudly. "Coming where?" asked Marcella with pleased interest, though she wished his face was not so appalling. "Is it tea-time?" "No. Come an' 'ave a drink," he said. "Oh, can we get one?
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