The Valley of Vision : a Book of Romance an Some Half Told Tales by Henry Van Dyke
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asylum? or a nursing home? Babies! What in Heaven's name am I to
do with them? Babies! Where are those babies?" "Just outside, and very nice babies indeed," says the nurse, opening the hall door and giving a soft call. Enter a slim black-haired boy of about three and a half years and a plump golden-haired girl about a year younger. They toddle to the nurse and snuggle against her blue dress and white apron. Smiling she guides them toward the commandant and says: "Here they are, sir. How do you like them?" That terrific personage has been suddenly transformed from haircloth into silk. He beams, and pulling out his fat gold watch, coos like a hoarse dove: "Look here, _kinderen_, come and hear the bells in my tick-tock!" Presently he has one of them leaning against the inside of each knee, listening ardently to the watch. "What do you think of that!" he says. "What is your name, youngster?" "Hendrik," answers the boy, looking up. "Hendrik _what?_ You have another name, haven't you?" The boy shakes his head and looks puzzled, as if the thought of two names were too much for him. _"Hendrik,"_ he repeats more clearly and firmly. |
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