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Begin to plot no, no, young lady begin first. Vilhelmina, your man say the right. Is it good, or is it bad?" It appeared to us both to be good, so far as might be judged for the present; and therefore I made up my mind to abstain from calling even on my father's agent, unless Mr. Shovelin should think it needful.
"The joke is on me, Mr. Onderdonk," said Dalton. "But we're here on a serious errand. Where is General Meade?" "I haf not had my regular letter from General Meade this morning. Vilhelmina, you are sure ve haf noddings from General Meade?" "Noddings, Jacob," she said. Dalton flushed again and muttered under his breath.
She knew me by my likeness to my father, falling on the memories started by my name; and strong as she was, the surprise overcame her, at the sound of which up rushed the small Herr Strouss. "Vhat are you doing dere, all of you? vhat have you enterprised with my frau? Explain, Vilhelmina, or I call de policemans, vhat I should say de peelers."
"We want to know," he said sharply, "if you have seen the Army of the Potomac or heard anything of it." A look of deep sadness passed over the face of Jacob Onderdonk. "I haf one great veakness," he said, "one dot makes my life most bitter. I haf de poorest memory in de vorld. Somedimes I forget de face of mein own Vilhelmina.
Hans, go across the square, and turn on the left hand round the corner, and then three more streets toward the right, and you see one going toward the left, and you go about seven doors down it, and then you see a corner with a lamp-post." "Vilhelmina, I do see de lamp-post at de every corner." "That will teach you to look more bright, Hans.
"Ladies and gentlemans, valk in, if you please," he said, to my great astonishment; "Vilhelmina and my good self make you velcome to our poor house. Vilhelmina, arise and say so." "Go to the back kitchen, Hans," replied Wilhelmina, whose name was "Betsy," "and don't come out until I tell you. You will find work to do there, and remember to pump up.
Do I not tell the truth, Vilhelmina, mein vife?" "All your life you haf been a speaker of der truth, Hans, mein husband." "I think you're a poor prophet, Mr. Onderdonk," said Dalton. "We recognize, however, the fact that we can't get any information out of you. But we ask one thing of you." "Vat iss dot?"
You send me vhere I never find de vay, because I am in de vay, Vilhelmina!" I was most thankful to Mrs. My nurse had seen, as any good nurse must, that, grown and formed as I might be, the nature of the little child that cries for its mother was in me still. "It is very sad now," Mrs.
I wish to hear things that you are not to hear, mind you. Shut yourself in, and if you soap the door to deceive me, I shall know it." "Vere goot, vere goot," said the philosophical German; "I never meddle with nothing, Vilhelmina, no more than vhat I do for de money and de house." Betsy, however, was not quite so sure of that.
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