The Soul of Nicholas Snyders, or, The Miser of Zandam by Jerome K. (Jerome Klapka) Jerome
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between them as before; and Jan with his hands covered his eyes a
moment. It was a pity, perhaps, that he did so, for in that moment Nicholas snatched at the deed that lay beside Jan on the desk. The next instant it was blazing in the fire. "Not so poor as you thought!" came the croaking voice of Nicholas. "Not so poor as you thought! I can build again, I can build again!" And the creature, laughing hideously, danced with its withered arms spread out before the blaze, lest Jan should seek to rescue Christina's burning dowry before it was destroyed. Jan did not tell Christina. In spite of all Jan could say, she would go back. Nicholas Snyders drove her from the door with curses. She could not understand. The only thing clear was that Jan had come back to her. "'Twas a strange madness that seized upon me," Jan explained. "Let the good sea breezes bring us health." So from the deck of Jan's ship they watched old Zandam till it vanished into air. Christina cried a little at the thought of never seeing it again; but Jan comforted her and later new faces hid the old. And old Nicholas married Dame Toelast, but, happily, lived to do evil only for a few years longer. |
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