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"If money it be, Captain, at once I may tell you, that I borrow not, and

I lend not."

"Sir, it is not money--in particular."

"So?"

"It is your daughter Katherine."

Then Joris stood up, and looked steadily at the suitor. His large,

amiable face had become in a moment hard and stern; and the light in his

eyes was like the cold, sharp light that falls from drawn steel.

"My daughter is not for you to name. Sir, it is a wrong to her, if you

speak her name."

"By my honour, it is not! Though I come of as good family as any in

England, and may not unreasonably hope to inherit its earldom, I do

assure you, sir, I sue as humbly for your daughter's hand as if she were

a princess."

"Your family! Talk not of it. King nor kaiser do I count better men than

my own fore-goers. Like to like, that is what I say. Your wife seek,

Captain, among your own women."

"I protest that I love your daughter. I wish above all things to make

her my wife."

"Many things men desire, that they come not near to. My daughter is to

another man promised."

"Look you, Councillor, that would be monstrous. Your daughter loves me."

Joris turned white to the lips. "It is not the truth," he answered in a

slow, husky voice.

"By the sun in heaven, it is the truth! Ask her."

"Then a great scoundrel are you, unfit with honest men to talk. Ho! Yes,

your sword pull from its scabbard. Strike. To the heart strike me. Less

wicked would be the deed than the thing you have done."

"In faith, sir, 'tis no crime to win a woman's love."

"No crime it would be to take the guilders from my purse, if my consent

was to it. But into my house to come, and while warm was yet my welcome,

with my bread and wine in your lips, to take my gold, a shame and a

crime would be. My daughter than gold is far more precious."

There was something very impressive in the angry sorrow of Joris. It

partook of his own magnitude. Standing in front of him, it was

impossible for Captain Hyde not to be sensible of the difference between

his own slight, nervous frame, and the fair, strong massiveness of Van

Heemskirk; and, in a dim way, he comprehended that this physical

difference was only the outward and visible sign of a mental and moral

one quite as positive and unchangeable.