"Ja, ja, Muntmeester," said the Dutchman, removing the pipe from his mouth, and speaking in a deep and guttural voice, "leave the affair to Johannes. She seemed honestly glad to see him. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. ’ She seemed to recollect herself suddenly. Heigho!" "Now for it!" cried Jack, as the couple entered the room: "the coast's clear. The beautiful city that she had been awed by and even grown to love had been abandoned. There are men in the Lowndean who laugh at him—simply laugh at him. You know not what a wretched guilty thing I am. " "Well said, Jack," cried Figg. ‘Here, miss,’ came faintly from somewhere close at hand. Nor my grandfathers both. We all did that in our youth, when first we came upon a fine story; else we were worthless metal indeed.
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