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Something in the lady's aspect； as she bent her bright young face over the gift； caused mynheer to say earnestly； 〃I can read your thoughts； sweetheart。〃
She looked up in playful defiance。
〃Ah； now I am sure of them！ You were thinking of those noblehearted women； but for whom Prussia might have fallen。 I know it by that proud light in your eye。〃
〃The proud light in my eye plays me false； then；〃 she answered。 〃I had no such grand matter in my mind。 To confess the simple truth； I was only thinking how lovely this necklace would be with my blue brocade。〃
〃So； so！〃 exclaimed the rather crestfallen spouse。
〃But I CAN think of the other； Jasper； and it will add a deeper value to your gift。 You remember the incident； do you not； Peter？ How when the French were invading Prussia and for lack of means the country was unable to defend itself against the enemy； the women turned the scale by pouring their plate and jewels into the public treasury〃
Aha！ thought mynheer as he met his vrouw's kindling glance。 The proud light is there now； in earnest。
Peter remarked maliciously that the women had still proved true to their vanity on that occasion； for jewelry they would have。 If gold or silver were wanted by the kingdom； they would relinquish it and use iron； but they could not do without their ornaments。
〃What of that？〃 said the vrouw； kindling again。 〃It is no sin to love beautiful things if you adapt your material to circumstances。 All I have to say is； the women saved their country and； indirectly； introduced a very important branch of manufacture。 Is not that so； Jasper？〃
〃Of course it is； sweetheart；〃 said mynheer； 〃but Peter needs no word of mine to convince him that all the world over women have never been found wanting in their country's hour of trial； though〃（bowing to mevrouw）〃his own country women stand foremost in the records of female patriotism and devotion。〃
Then； turning to Ben； the host talked with him in English of the fine old Belgian city。 Among other things he told the origin of its name。 Ben had been taught that Antwerp was derived from ae'nt werf （on the wharf）； but Mynheer van Gend gave him a far more interesting derivation。
It appears that about three thousand years ago； a great giant； named Antigonus； lived on the river Scheld； on the site of the present city of Antwerp。 This giant claimed half the merchandise of all navigators who passed his castle。 Of course； some were inclined to oppose this simple regulation。 In such cases； Antigonus； by way of teaching them to practice better manners next time； cut off and threw into the river the rights hands of the merchants。 Thus handwerpen （or hand…throwing）； changed to Antwerp； came to be the name of the place。 The escutcheon or arms of the city has two hands upon it； what better proof than this could one have of the truth of the story； especially when one wishes to believe it！
When Mynheer van Gend had related in two languages this story of Antwerp； he was tempted to tell other legendssome in English； some in Dutch； and so the moments； borne upon the swift shoulders of gnomes and giants； glided rapidly away toward bedtime。
It was hard to break up so pleasant a party； but the Van Gend household moved with the regularity of clockwork。 There was no lingering at the threshold when the cordial 〃Good night！〃 was spoken。 Even while our boys were mounting the stairs； the invisible household fairies again clustered around them； whispering that system and regularity had been chief builders of the master's prosperity。
Beautiful chambers with three beds in them were not to be found in this mansion。 Some of the rooms contained two； but each visitor slept alone。 Before morning； the motto of the party evidently was； 〃Every boy his own chrysalis；〃 and Peter； at least； was not sorry to have it so。
Tired as he was； Ben； after noting a curious bell rope in the corner； began to examine his bedclothes。 Each article filled him with astonishmentthe exquisitely fine pillow spread trimmed with costly lace and embroidered with a gorgeous crest and initial； the dekbed cover （a great silk bag； large as the bed； stuffed with swan's down）； and the pink satin quilts； embroidered with garlands of flowers。 He could scarcely sleep for thinking what a queer little bed it was； so comfortable and pretty； too； with all its queerness。 In the morning he examined the top coverlet with care； for he wished to send home a description of it in his next letter。 It was a beautiful Japanese spread； marvelous in texture as well as in its variety of brilliant coloring； and worth； as Ben afterward learned； not less than three hundred dollars。
The floor was of polished wooden mosaic； nearly covered with a rich carpet bordered with thick black fringe。 Another room displayed a margin of satinwood around the carpet。 Hung with tapestry； its walls of crimson silk were topped with a gilded cornice which shot down gleams of light far into the polished floor。
Over the doorway of the room in which Jacob and Ben slept was a bronze stork that； with outstretched neck； held a lamp to light the guests into the apartment。 Between the two narrow beds of carved whitewood and ebony； stood the household treasure of the Van Gends； a massive oaken chair upon which the Prince of Orange had once sat during a council meeting。 Opposite stood a quaintly carved clothespress； waxed and polished to the utmost and filled with precious stores of linen； beside it a table holding a large Bible； whose great golden clasps looked poor compared with its solid； ribbed binding made to outlast six generations。
There was a ship model on the mantleshelf； and over it hung an old portrait of Peter the Great； who； you know； once gave the dockyard cats of Holland a fine chance to look at a king； which is one of the special prerogatives of cats。 Peter； though czar of Russia； was not too proud to work as a common shipwright in the dockyards of Saardam and Amsterdam； that he might be able to introduce among his countrymen Dutch improvements in ship building。 It was this willingness to be thorough even in the smallest beginnings that earned for him the title of Peter the Great。
Peter the little （comparatively speaking） was up first； the next morning； knowing the punctual habits of his brother…in…law； he took good care that none of the boys should oversleep themselves。 A hard task he found it to wake Jacob Poot； but after pulling that young gentleman out of bed； and； with Ben's help； dragging him about the room for a while； he succeeded in arousing him。
While Jacob was dressing and moaning within him because the felt slippers； provided him as a guest； were too tight for his swollen feet； Peter wrote to inform their friends at Broek of the safe arrival of his party at The Hague。 He also begged his mother to send word to Hans Brinker that Dr。 Boekman had not yet reached Leyden but that a letter containing Hans's message had been left at the hotel where the doctor always lodged during his visits to the city。 〃Tell him； also；〃 wrote Peter； 〃that I shall call there again； as I pass through Leyden。 The poor boy seemed to feel sure that 'the meester' would hasten to save his father； but w