The Quest: The authorized translation from the Dutch of De kleine JohannesEeden, Frederik van
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The Quest: The authorized translation from the Dutch of De kleine Johannes
Eeden, Frederik van
Dutch fiction -- Translations into English
But sleep did not come to him very promptly. Adventures in the world of
people proved to be even more exciting than those in Windekind's land of
elves. He was full of the important and unusual situation in which he
was placed; the strange human life that surrounded him claimed his
attention. Above him, feet were shuffling over the wagon floor, and he
could see the people crawling around one another inside the warm, dirty
wagons. He was obliged to listen to the talking, singing, laughing and
quarreling that frequently broke out here and there. A solitary ocarina
continued to whistle awhile; then all was still.
It grew cold. He had with him only a thin cloak of Aunt Seréna's; and,
as a horse-blanket could not be spared, he found a couple of empty
oat-bags; but they were too short.
When all were asleep, and he was still lying awake, shivering, his
spirits already inclined to droop, he heard the door of the wagon open.
A voice called him, in a whisper. Johannes scrambled out into sight, and
recognized Marjon's dark sister.
"Why don't you come in here, Kiddie?" she asked.
The truth was that Johannes, above all else, feared the closeness and
the fleas. But he would not offer these insulting reasons, so he
replied--intending to be very courteous and praiseworthy: "But that
would not do for me--to be with you!"
Now, formality is not a very strong point in a house-wagon. In the very
stateliest, a curtain does indeed sometimes define two sleeping-rooms
at night, thus denoting regard for the proprieties. But in most cases
the custom is to do as do the birds which change their suits but once a
year, and not too much, at that; and as do the mice which also have no
separate bedrooms.
"Aw! Come, Boy! You're silly. Just come on! It's all right."
And when Johannes, perplexed and very bashful, hesitated, he felt a fat,
heavy arm around his neck, and a soft, broad, cold mouth upon his cheek.
"Come on, Youngster! Don't be afraid. Surely you are not so green! Hey?
It's time for me to make you wiser."
Now there was nothing Johannes had learned more to value than wisdom,
and he never willingly neglected a chance of becoming wiser. But this
time there came to him a very clear idea of the existence of an
undesirable wisdom.
He had no time to deliberate over this wonderful discovery; for,
happily, there came to the help of his immature thoughts a very strong
feeling of aversion, so that for once he knew betimes what he ought to
do.
He said loudly, and firmly: "I will not! I rest better here." And he
crept back under the wagon. The swarthy jade appeared not to like that,
for she uttered an oath as she turned away, and said: "Clear out, then!"
Johannes did not take it greatly to heart, although it did appear to him
unfair. He slept, however, no more than before; and the sensation of the
recent touches, and the wretched odor of poor perfumery which the woman
had brought with her, remained with him, to his distress.
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