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THE REHEARSAL.
By the women's wagon we found the liver cooked in its frying-pan, as the vrouw had said.

Indeed, it was just done to a turn.

Selecting a particularly massive slice, she proceeded to take it from the pan with her fingers in order to set it upon a piece of tin, from which she had first removed the more evident traces of the morning meal with her constant companion, the ancient and unwashen vatdoek.

As it chanced the effort was not very successful, since the boiling liver fat burnt the vrouw's fingers, causing her to drop it on the grass, and, I am sorry to add, to swear as well.