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The Cloister and the Hearth

CHAPTER I
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He was like those stunted wide-mouthed pieces of ordnance we see on fortifications; more like a flower-pot than a cannon; but ods tympana how they bellow! Gerard turned red with anger, the more so as the others began to titter.
White Catherine saw, and a pink tinge came on her cheek.

She said softly, "Why do you laugh?
Is it because he is our brother you think he cannot be capable?
Yes, Gerard, try with the rest.

Many say you are skilful; and mother and I will pray the Virgin to guide your hand." "Thank you, little Kate.

You shall pray to our Lady, and our mother shall buy me vellum and the colours to illuminate with." "What will they cost, my lad ?" "Two gold crowns" (about three shillings and fourpence English money).
"What!" screamed the housewife, "when the bushel of rye costs but a groat! What! me spend a month's meal and meat and fire on such vanity as that: the lightning from Heaven would fall on me, and my children would all be beggars." "Mother!" sighed little Catherine, imploringly.
"Oh! it is in vain, Kate," said Gerard, with a sigh.

"I shall have to give it up, or ask the dame Van Eyck.


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