CHAPTER XXIV.
THE GIANT GREAT-HEART.
As soon as Andrew's skiff, the "Grisilde," was brought back and the ruffians had gone off up the ravine, Andrew left Mrs.Wehle sitting by the fire in the loom-room of the castle, while he crossed the river to look after Gottlieb.

Little Wilhelmina insisted on going with him, and as she handled a steering-oar well he took her along.

They found Gottlieb with his arms cruelly pinioned sitting on a log in a state of utter dejection, and dripping with water from his ducking.
"Ich zay, Antroo, ish dish vat dey galls a vree goontry, already?
A blace vare troonk sheounders dosh vot ever dey hadn't ort! Dat is vree koontry.

Mein knabe ish roon off ver liebin a Yangee; unt a vool he ish, doo.

Unt ich ish hoong unt troundt unt darrdt unt vedderd unt drakt out indoo de ribber, unt dolt if I ko back do mein vrau unt kinder I zhall pe kilt vunst more already.