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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Water-Witch or, the Skimmer of the Seas"


"When the time shall come for a decision," returned the half-pleased and
yet half-offended subject of his allusion, "it may be necessary to call
upon very different counsellors for advice. I hear the step of my
uncle.--Captain Ludlow, I leave it to your discretion to meet him, or
not."
The heavy footstep was approaching through the outer rooms of the
pavilion. Ludlow hesitated; cast a reproachful look at his mistress; and
then he instantly quitted the apartment, by the place through which he had
entered. A noise in the shrubbery sufficiently proved that his return was
expected, and that he was closely watched.
"Noah's Ark, and our grandmothers!" exclaimed Myndert, appearing at the
door with a face red with his exertions. "You have brought us the cast-off
finery of our ancestors, Master Seadrift. Here are stuffs of an age that
is past, and they should be bartered for gold that hath been spent."
"What now! what now!" responded the free-trader, whose tone and manner
seemed to change, at will, in order to suit the; humor of whomsoever he
was brought to speak with. "What now, pertinacious burgher, that thou
shouldst cry down wares that are but too good for these distant regions!
Many is the English duchess who pines to possess but the tithe of these
beautiful stuffs I offer thy niece, and, faith--rare is the English
duchess that would become them half so well!"
"The girl is seemly, and thy velvets and brocades are passable, but the
heavy articles are not fit to offer to a Mohawk Sachem.


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