Swallow: a tale of the great trek by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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At last, when I saw that they would bear it no longer, for they were becoming very wrathful, and saying words that sounded like oaths, I called for supper and we went in and ate it. Here again I noticed the resemblance between the young man and Ralph, for he had the same tricks of eating and drinking, and I saw that when he had done his meat he turned himself a little sideways from the table, crossing his legs in a peculiar fashion just as it always had been Ralph's habit to do. "The two had one grandfather, or one grandmother," I said to myself, and grew afraid at the thought. CHAPTER VII THE SIN OF VROUW BOTMAR When the meat was cleared away I bade Suzanne go to bed, which she did most unwillingly, for knowing the errand of these men she wished to hear our talk. As soon as she was gone I took a seat so that the light of the candles left my face in shadow and fell full on those of the three men--a wise thing to do if one is wicked enough to intend to tell lies about any matter--and said: "Now, here I am at your service; be pleased to set out the business that you have in hand." Then they began, the lawyer, speaking through the interpreter, asking, "Are you the Vrouw Botmar?" |
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