Foster's Letter of Marque
Foster's Letter of Marque
A Tale of Old Sydney
From The Tapu of Banderah and Other Stories.
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'goot morning' yoost now."
"It is no young man, sir. Mr. Foster is a person for whom I have a great regard, but I do not intend to marry him. I will only marry a gentleman.
"Oh, bud, Mees Dorotee, am I not a yentle-mans?"
"I do not consider masters of merchantmen gentlemen," replied Dolly with a slight sniff. "My father is an officer in the King's service, and I have been taught to----"
"Ha, ha! Mees Dorotee," laughed Portveldt good-humouredly, "dot is nod so. Your baba is but a gommissary who puys de goots vich I bring me from Batavia to sell."
"How dare you talk like that, sir? My father is a King's officer, and before he came here he fought for his country."
"Veil, Mees Dorotee, I do beg your pardon mooch, and I vill vight vor mein country if you vil learn to loaf me on dot account."
But Miss Dolly would listen no more, and, with a ceremonious bow, walked away. Then the Dutch merchant went to the Commissary's office to talk the matter over with her
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