The Valley of Vision : a Book of Romance an Some Half Told Tales by Henry Van Dyke
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A titter runs through the room. _"Ja, Men'eer,"_ says one of the women, "congratulations! They are _lievelingen_--darlings!" "Silence!" growls the commandant amiably. "None of your impudence, you women. Look here! These two children--I want somebody to adopt them, or at least to take care of them. I will pay for them. Their names are Hendrik and--" A commotion at the lower end of the room. A thin, dark little woman is standing up, waving her piece of sewing like a flag, her big eyes flaming with excitement. "Stop!" she cries, hurrying and stumbling forward through the crowd of women and girls. "Oh, stop a minute! They are mine--I lost them--mine, I tell you--lost--mine!" She reaches the head of the table and flings her arms around the boy, crying: "My Hendrik!" The boy hesitates a second, startled by the sudden wildness of her caress. Then he presses his hot little face in her neck. _"Lieve moeder!"_ he murmurs. "Where was you? I looked." But the thin, dark little woman has fainted dead away. The rest we will leave, as the wise commandant does, to the chief |
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