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222 Caterina. skins—shaggy men with tremendous beards and gaunt features. They soon surrounded their Captain, and gazed in horror at the pictured chronicle of their past sufferings. That morning while Caterina and Teresa were hastening through the gardens, the survivors from the Orange stepped ashore on the quay at Amsterdam. Jacob told his crew that before reporting themselves to the States-General, he voted they should go home and embrace those who had mourned them as dead. Hus speech was received with acclamation, and the little party set out in company in the direction of the Brocade Fabriek, the first home that lay in their route. ‘ Jan will see his Teresa,” said Jacob, ‘‘and I my wife; but who will have courage to tell the Van Rennens that we have left our poor carpenter in the ice?” This was how it happened that a group of sailors lingered in the yard within call when Jan threw open the bedroom window. ‘“‘'There’s our hut!” cried one. “ Our dead bear!” exclaimed another. “ Poor Van Rennen—ay—ay—poor chap!” shuddered a third, and then the word “magic” was whispered, but not too low for Jacob to hear. It roused him from the state of terror bordering on lethargy that seemed to have seized upon him since he first saw the pictures. ‘“My Caterina,” he groaned. ‘Thou saidst somewhat of danger to her, Jan, eh? What was it?” Jan had darted to one of the salon windows, and now cried franti- cally, ‘“‘ Why, there’s Babette, and his honour the Mayor, and the magistrates are hurrying along with her.” ‘““Is my father with them ?” “No, I do not see him.” “Come, my men, we'll go too,” said Jacob, possessed by a terror that he could hardly account for; and the whole party clattered down- stairs to join the authorities of Amsterdam. We must go back in our history to the time when Caterina and Teresa entered the summer-house. They wished to take a journey in | quest of their absent ones, and here was their opportunity ; they had gained a solitude unlikely to be disturbed. Caterina began operations, and as soon as possible paused in her motion of the hand, and | questioned her medium. Her expression was one of ecstasy as she caught the answers that told of hope. | aisle) ‘“‘T see the boats,” murmured the pale Teresa—‘“ they are near the quay—they touch—Jan lands—the Captain—ah ! ” A cry of joy broke from Caterina. ‘‘ My Jacob! Soon we shall meet.” She bent over Teresa, who lay stretched on the bench. Her features were transfigured—her eyes sparkled with delight. ‘There were faces at the window, but she was so engrossed in listening to ‘T’eresa’s words, that she did not perceive them. There were the malign countenance of Truda; Stinsen’s evil face; Van Rennen’s glaring eyes, all directed upon her. | 4 GEomichbooks.co