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Ben was looking at Peter with mingled vexation； admiration； and surprise as the boys drew near。
They heard him saying in English； 〃You're a perfect bird on the ice； Peter van Holp。 The first fellow that ever beat me in a fair race； I can tell you！〃
Peter； who understood the language better than he could speak it； returned a laughing bow at Ben's compliment but made no further reply。 Possibly he was scant of breath at the time。
〃Now； Penchamin； vat you do mit yourself？ Get so hot as a fire brickdat ish no goot；〃 was Jacob's plaintive comment。
〃Nonsense！〃 answered Ben。 〃This frosty air will cool me soon enough。 I am not tired。〃
〃You are beaten； though； my boy；〃 said Lambert in English； 〃and fairly too。 How will it be； I wonder； on the day of the grand race？〃
Ben flushed and gave a proud； defiant laugh； as if to say； 〃This was mere pastime。 I'm DETERMINED to beat then； come what will！〃
Boys and Girls
By the time the boys reached the village of Voorhout； which stands near the grand canal； about halfway between The Hague and Haarlem； they were forced to hold a council。 The wind； though moderate at first； had grown stronger and stronger； until at last they could hardly skate against it。 The weather vanes throughout the country had evidently entered into a conspiracy。
〃No use trying to face such a blow as this；〃 said Ludwig。 〃It cuts its way down a man's throat like a knife。〃
〃Keep your mouth shut； then；〃 grunted the affable Carl； who was as strong…chested as a young ox。 〃I'm for keeping on。〃
〃In this case；〃 interposed Peter； 〃we must consul the weakest of the party rather than the strongest。〃
The captain's principle was all right； but its application was not flattering to Master Ludwig。 Shrugging his shoulders； he retorted； 〃Who's weak？ Not I； for one； but the wind's stronger than any of us。 I hope you'll condescend to admit that！〃
〃Ha； ha！〃 laughed Van Mounen； who could barely keep his feet。 〃So it is。〃
Just then the weather vanes telegraphed to each other by a peculiar twitchand； in an instant； the gust came。 It nearly threw the strong…chested Carl； it almost strangled Jacob and quite upset Ludwig。
〃This settles the question；〃 shouted Peter。 〃Off with your skates！ We'll go into Voorhout。〃
At Voorhout they found a little inn with a big yard。 The yard was well stocked； and better than all； was provided with a complete set of skittles； so our boys soon turned the detention into a frolic。 The wind was troublesome even in that sheltered quarter； but they were on good standing ground and did not mind it。
First a hearty dinnerthen the game。 With pins as long as their arms and balls as big as their heads； plenty of strength left for rolling； and a clean sweep of sixty yards for the strokesno wonder they were happy。
That night Captain Peter and his men slept soundly。 No prowling robber came to disturb them； and； as they were distributed in separate rooms； they did not even have a bolster battle in the morning。
Such a breakfast as they ate！ The landlord looked frightened。 When he had asked them where they 〃belonged；〃 he made up his mind that the Broek people starved their children。 It was a shame。 〃Such fine young gentlemen too！〃
Fortunately the wind had tired itself out and fallen asleep in the great sea cradle beyond the dunes。 There were signs of snow； otherwise the weather was fine。
It was mere child's play for the well…rested boys to skate to Leyden。 Here they halted awhile； for Peter had an errand at the Golden Eagle。
He left the city with a lightened heart； Dr。 Boekman had been at the hotel； read the note containing Hans's message； and departed for Broek。
〃I cannot say that it was your letter sent him off so soon；〃 explained the landlord。 〃Some rich lady in Broek was taken bad very sudden； and he was sent for in haste。〃
Peter turned pale。
〃What was the name？〃 he asked。
〃Indeed； it went in one ear and out of the other； for all I hindered it。 Plague on people who can't see a traveler in comfortable lodgings； but they must whisk him off before one can breathe。〃
〃A lady in Broek； did you say？〃
〃Yes。〃 Very gruffly。 〃Any other business； young master？〃
〃No； mine host； except that I and my comrades here would like a bite of something and a drink of hot coffee。〃
〃Ah；〃 said the landlord sweetly； 〃a bite you shall have； and coffee； too； the finest in Leyden。 Walk up to the stove； my mastersnow I think againthat was a widow lady from Rotterdam； I think they said； visiting at one Van Stoepel's if I mistake not。〃
〃Ah！〃 said Peter； greatly relieved。 〃They live in the white house by the Schlossen Mill。 Now； mynheer； the coffee； please！〃
What a goose I was； thought he； as the party left the Golden Eagle； to feel so sure that it was my mother。 But she may be somebody's mother； poor woman； for all that。 Who can she be？ I wonder。
There were not many upon the canal that day； between Leyden and Haarlem。 However； as the boys neared Amsterdam； they found themselves once more in the midst of a moving throng。 The big ysbreeker *｛Icebreaker。 A heavy machine armed with iron spikes for breaking the ice as it is dragged along。 Some of the small ones are worked by men； but the large ones are drawn by horses； sixty or seventy of which are sometimes attached to one ysbreeker。｝ had been at work for the first time that season； but there was any amount of skating ground left yet。
〃Three cheers for home！〃 cried Van Mounen as they came in sight of the great Western Dock （Westelijk Dok）。 〃Hurrah！ Hurrah！〃 shouted one and all。 〃Hurrah！ Hurrah！〃
This trick of cheering was an importation among our party。 Lambert van Mounen had brought it from England。 As they always gave it in English； it was considered quite an exploit and； when circumstances permitted； always enthusiastically performed； to the sore dismay of their quiet…loving countrymen。
Therefore； their arrival at Amsterdam created a great sensation； especially among the small boys on the wharf。
The Y was crossed。 They were on the Broek canal。
Lambert's home was reached first。
〃Good…bye； boys！〃 he cried as he left them。 〃We've had the greatest frolic ever known in Holland。〃
〃So we have。 Good…bye； Van Mounen！〃 answered the boys。
〃Good…bye！〃
Peter hailed him。 〃I say； Van Mounen； the classes begin tomorrow！〃
〃I know it。 Our holiday is over。 Good…bye； again。〃
〃Good…bye！〃
Broek came in sight。 Such meetings！ Katrinka was upon the canal！ Carl was delighted。 Hilda was there！ Peter felt rested in an instant。 Rychie was there！ Ludwig and Jacob nearly knocked each other over in their eagerness to shake hands with her。
Dutch girls are modest and generally quiet； but they have very glad eyes。 For a few moments it was hard to decide whether Hilda； Rychie； or Katrinka felt the most happy。
Annie Bouman was also on the canal； looking even prettier than the other maidens in her graceful peasant's costume。 But she did not mingle with Rychie's party； neither did she look unusually happy。
The one she liked most to see was not among the newcomers。 Indeed； he was not upon the canal at all。 She had not been near Broek before； since