They'll clear off your beef like cheese, and our beer is dish-water compared with their black malt brew." "All that might be borne," replied Barbara, "if they were stout soldiers.

We needn't mind a hundred head of cattle more or less, and the glutton becomes temperate, when a niggard rules the house.

But I wouldn't take one of our Adrian's grey rabbits for these runaways." "It would be a pity," said Frau de Haes.

"I shall go home now, and if I find my husband, he'll learn what sensible people think of the Englishmen." "Gently, my friend, gently," said Burgomaster Van Swieten's wife, who had hitherto been playing quietly with the cat.

"Believe me, it will be just the same on the whole, whether we admit the auxiliaries or not, for before the gooseberries in our gardens are ripe, all resistance will be over." Maria, who was passing cakes and hippocras, set her waiter on the table and asked: "Do you wish that, Frau Magtelt ?" "I do," replied the latter positively, "and many sensible people wish it too.