human
Pete! she called to her eldest son,
gpt
Fetch him some brandy, Pete, said the mother;
human
Take it away! Quick, take it off!
gpt
Take what away?
human
The white flag.
gpt
There is none here.
human
It is there--there, wrapped about my foot.
gpt
Take it off; it is chilling me to the bone.
human
There is nothing there.
gpt
But I say it is. I saw him come in----
human
Saw whom, father?
gpt
I saw that Rooinek lieutenant I shot when he was bringing me drink, thinking I was wounded. He came in through the door----
human
That is not possible--he must have passed us.
gpt
I say he did come. I saw him, and he held the white rag, and he came upon me and gave me a twist with the flag about my foot, and there it is--it numbs me. I cannot move it. Quick, quick, take it away.
human
I repeat there is nothing there,
gpt
Pull off his stocking, said Pete Van Heeren;
human
It was not a dream, roared Jacob;
gpt
I saw him as clearly as I see you, and he wrapped my foot up in that accursed flag.
human
Accursed flag! exclaimed Samuel, the second son.
gpt
That's a fine way to speak of it, father, when it served you so well.
human
Take it off, you dogs! yelled the old man,
gpt
Go and heat a brick, said the housewife to one of her daughters;