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But with what sweet dignity did the clerk's daughter kiss the somewhat stern lady's hand as I had bidden her, and how modestly, though with due self-respect, did she go through Dame Jacoba's inquisition.
But with what sweet dignity did the clerk's daughter kiss the somewhat stern lady's hand as I had bidden her, and how modestly, though with due self-respect, did she go through Dame Jacoba's inquisition.
This letter I read myself, and I plainly saw that these twain had sadly marred their best joy in life by over-hasty ire. Albeit, I knew full well how stubborn a spirit was Aunt Jacoba's, I nevertheless strove to move her to send a letter to her son bidding him home; yet she would not, though she bewailed herself sorely.
I, for my part, was well content and thankful and, when we beheld them accuse and answer each other right doughtily, we laughed, and were agreed that Aunt Jacoba's counsel had led to a good issue; and I told my Hans that I should myself take a lesson from all this and let the smart Junkers and Knights make love to me to their hearts' content, if ever I should be moved to play him a right foolish trick.
"Do you know whom I met on the stairs?" "English soldiers." "Of course, but among them Junker von Dornburg." "He called on me. A handsome fellow, whose gayety is very attractive, a German from the evangelical countries." "Leonhard's best friend. Don't you know? Surely I've told you about him. Our guest at Jacoba's wedding." "Oh! yes. Junker Georg.
"Do you know whom I met on the stairs?" "English soldiers." "Of course, but among them Junker von Dornburg." "He called on me. A handsome fellow, whose gayety is very attractive, a German from the evangelical countries." "Leonhard's best friend. Don't you know? Surely I've told you about him. Our guest at Jacoba's wedding." "Oh! yes. Junker Georg.
But with what sweet dignity did the clerk's daughter kiss the somewhat stern lady's hand as I had bidden her, and how modestly, though with due self-respect, did she go through Dame Jacoba's inquisition.
Every word expressed the lover's ardent longing, every line was pervaded by the passion that had filled the writer's heart. Often the prose of the young scholar, who as a pupil of Doctor Groot had won his bride in Delft, rose to a lofty flight. While reading, Maria saw in imagination Jacoba's pretty face, and the handsome, enthusiastic countenance of her bridegroom.
The staircase led from Don Roberto's room to Doña Jacoba's; but the lady's all-seeing eyes were closed, and the master was snoring in his library. Malia tiptoed by both, and Elena, who had been half asleep, sat up, trembling with excitement, and read the impassioned request for an interview. She lifted her head and listened, panting a little. Then she ran to the door and looked into the library.
The housekeeper's face was seen at Aunt Jacoba's window, and so soon as tidings were brought of who it as that came, the dog-keeper's whips hastily silenced the hounds and drove them into the kennel. The serving-men carried off the game, and when the courtyard was presently cleared, behold, a strange procession came in.
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