"The sheepskin you scorn, I value it more than the skin of any in Tergou." And he went off hastily on a false scent.
Kate returned into the house and drew Giles aside.
"Giles, my heart misgives me; breathe not to a soul what I say to you.

I have told Dirk Brower that Gerard is out of Holland, but much I doubt he is not a league from Tergou." "Why, where is he, then ?" "Where should he be, but with her he loves?
But if so, he must not loiter.

These be deep and dark and wicked men that seek him.

Giles, I see that in Dirk Brower's eye makes me tremble.

Oh, why cannot I fly to Sevenbergen and bid him away?
Why am I not lusty and active like other girls?
God forgive me for fretting at His will; but I never felt till now what it is to be lame and weak and useless.