The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A TaleCooper, James Fenimore
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The Water-Witch; Or, the Skimmer of the Seas: A Tale
Cooper, James Fenimore
Sea stories
Just as speculation was at its greatest
height on this head, the monkey of a Savoyard escaped from its string,
and concealed himself in a nut-shop, a few doors distant from the
banking-house of the firm, where a crowd of Jew boys collected to
witness its antics. Men of reflection, seeing what they mistook for a
demonstration on the part of the children of the Israelites, began to
feel uneasiness for their own property. Drafts multiplied; and the
worthy bankers, in order to prove their solidity, disdained to shut
their doors at the usual hour. Money was paid throughout the night; and
before noon, on the following day, Van Gelt had cut his throat, in a
summer-house that stood on the banks of the Utrecht canal; and Van
Stopper was seen smoking a pipe, among strong boxes that were entirely
empty. At two o’clock, the post brought the intelligence that the
Mussulmans were repulsed, and that the laundress was hanged; though I
never knew exactly for what crime, as she certainly was not a debtor of
the unhappy firm. These are some of the warning events of life,
gentlemen; and as I feel sure of addressing those who are capable of
making the application, I shall now conclude by advising all who hear
me to great discretion of speech on every matter connected with
commercial character.”
When Myndert ceased speaking, he threw another glance around him, in
order to note the effect his words had produced, and more particularly
to ascertain whether he had not drawn a draft on the forbearance of the
free-trader, which might still meet with a protest. He was at a loss to
account for the marked and unusual deference with which he was treated,
by one who, while he was never coarse, seldom exhibited much
complaisance for the opinions of a man he was in the habit of meeting
so familiarly, on matters of pecuniary interest. During the whole of
the foregoing harangue, the young mariner of the brigantine had
maintained the same attitude of modest attention; and when his eyes
were permitted to rise, it was only to steal uneasy looks at the face
of Alida. La belle Barbérie had also listened to her uncle’s eloquence,
with a more thoughtful air than common. She met the occasional glances
of the dealer in contraband, with answering sympathy; and, in short,
the most indifferent observer of their deportment might have seen that
circumstances had created between them a confidence and intelligence
which, if it were not absolutely of the most tender, was unequivocally
of the most intimate, character. All this Ludlow plainly saw, though
the burgher had been too much engrossed with the ideas he had so
complacently dealt out, to note the fact.
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