The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade
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that where Gerard Eliassoen is, there are the pieces of sheepskin you
rate so high?" "That is true; that is true, good Dierich: good faithful Dierich. All, mind, all that were in the chest." "Master, I will take the constables to Gerard's house, and seize him for the theft." "The theft? ay! good; very good. It is theft. I forgot that. So, as he is a thief now, we will put him in the dungeons below, where the toads are and the rats. Dierich, that man must never see daylight again. 'Tis his own fault; he must be prying. Quick, quick! ere he has time to talk, you know, time to talk." In less than half an hour Dierich Brower and four constables entered the hosier's house, and demanded young Gerard of the panic-stricken Catherine. "Alas! what has he done now?" cried she; "that boy will break my heart." "Nay, dame, but a trick of youth," said Dierich. "He hath but made off with certain skins of parchment, in a frolic doubtless but the burgomaster is answerable to the burgh for their safe keeping, so he is in care about them; as for the youth, he will doubtless be quit for a reprimand." This smooth speech completely imposed on Catherine; but her daughter was more suspicious, and that suspicion was strengthened by the disproportionate anger and disappointment Dierich showed the moment he |
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