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"Herr von Noyelles," said Colonel Mulder, "has written about them to the Prince, the good and truthful words, that they ought to be sent to the gallows." "And they will suit them," cried Captain Allertssohn, "so long as hangmen's nooses and traitors' necks are made for each other." "Traitors no," said Van der Werff resolutely.
He had often done so far more carelessly, but to-day the glass shattered into many fragments. "That's nothing," cried the young nobleman. "Waiter, another glass for Captain Allertssohn."
The yellow leather of the doublets worn by Junker von Warmond, Colonel Mulder, and Captain Allertssohn, the colored silk scarfs that adorned them, and the scarlet coat of brave Dirk Smaling contrasted admirably with the deep black robes of Pastor Verstroot, the burgomaster, the city clerk, and their associates!
The musician was speaking of Italy, and Allertssohn heard him exclaim impetuously: "Whoever has once seen that country can never forget it, and when I am sitting on the house-top with my doves, my thoughts only too often fly far away with them, and my eyes no longer see our broad, monotonous plains and grey, misty sky." "Oh! ho!
"Captain Allertssohn will be buried to-morrow, and we are going to make some wreaths for the coffin." "Make wreaths!" cried Henrica, "I can teach you that! There, Trautchen, take the plate and call the little ones." The servant went away, but Maria said anxiously: "You will exert yourself too much again, Henrica." "I? I shall be singing again to-morrow.
Then he ordered us to march round the ditch and attack the enemy on the flank. But scarcely had we begun to move, when the expected troops from Leyderdorp pressed forward, their loud San Jago resounding far and wide, while at the same time the old enemy rose from the ditch and attacked us. Allertssohn rushed forward, but did not reach them oh, gentlemen!
Before the fencing-master had finished the last sentence, an armed man dashed the door open, shouting: "The light is raised at Leyderdorp!" At these words Allertssohn sprang from his chair as nimbly as a youth, drew himself up to his full height, adjusted his shoulder-belt and drew down his sash, exclaiming: "To the citadel, Hornist, and sound the call for assembling the troops.
The latter was a thin man of stately figure and aristocratic bearing, and as it soon appeared, a dangerous foe. He circled like a whirlwind, round the captain with bounds, thrusts and feints, but Allertssohn maintained his composure, and at first confined himself to skilful parrying.
He had often done so far more carelessly, but to-day the glass shattered into many fragments. "That's nothing," cried the young nobleman. "Waiter, another glass for Captain Allertssohn."
"Meantime it had grown tolerably light we heard them calling to and fro from the ditch, and just as Allertssohn was turning away, an officer sprang into the meadow, exclaiming: 'Stand, braggart, and draw your blade. "The captain drew his Brescian sword, bowed to his enemy as if he were in the fencing-school, bent the steel and closed with the Castilian.
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