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  OnceuponatimeinZandam,whichisbytheZuiderZee,therelivedawickedmannamedNicholasSnyders。Hewasmeanandhardandcruel,andlovedbutonethingintheworld,andthatwasgold。Andeventhatnotforitsownsake。Helovedthepowergoldgavehim——thepowertotyrannizeandtooppress,thepowertocausesufferingathiswill。Theysaidhehadnosoul,buttheretheywerewrong。Allmenown——or,tospeakmorecorrectly,areownedby——asoul;andthesoulofNicholasSnyderswasanevilsoul。Helivedintheoldwindmillwhichstillisstandingonthequay,withonlylittleChristinatowaituponhimandkeephouseforhim。Christinawasanorphanwhoseparentshaddiedindebt。Nicholas,toChristina’severlastinggratitude,hadclearedtheirmemory——itcostbutafewhundredflorins——inconsiderationthatChristinashouldworkforhimwithoutwages。Christinaformedhisentirehousehold,andonlyonewillingvisitoreverdarkenedhisdoor,thewidowToelast。DameToelastwasrichandalmostasgreatamiserasNicholashimself。\"Whyshouldnotwetwomarry?\"NicholashadoncecroakedtothewidowToelast。

  \"TogetherweshouldbemastersofallZandam。\"DameToelasthadansweredwithacacklinglaugh;butNicholaswasneverinhaste。

  OneafternoonNicholasSnyderssataloneathisdeskinthecentreofthegreatsemi—circularroomthattookuphalfthegroundfloorofthewindmill,andthatservedhimforanoffice,andtherecameaknockingattheouterdoor。

  \"Comein!\"criedNicholasSnyders。HespokeinatonequitekindforNicholasSnyders。HefeltsosureitwasJanknockingatthedoor——JanVanderVoort,theyoungsailor,nowmasterofhisownship,cometodemandofhimthehandoflittleChristina。Inanticipation,NicholasSnyderstastedthejoyofdashingJan’shopestotheground;

  ofhearinghimplead,thenrave;ofwatchingthegrowingpallorthatwouldoverspreadJan’shandsomefaceasNicholaswould,pointbypoint,explaintohimtheconsequencesofdefiance——how,firstly,Jan’soldmothershouldbeturnedoutofherhome,hisoldfatherputintoprisonfordebt;how,secondly,Janhimselfshouldbepursuedwithoutremorse,hisshipbeboughtoverhisheadbeforehecouldcompletethepurchase。TheinterviewwouldaffordtoNicholasSnyderssportafterhisownsoul。SinceJan’sreturnthedaybefore,hehadbeenlookingforwardtoit。Therefore,feelingsureitwasJan,hecried\"Comein!\"quitecheerily。

  ButitwasnotJan。ItwassomebodyNicholasSnydershadneverseteyesonbefore。Andneither,afterthatonevisit,didNicholasSnyderseverseteyesuponhimagain。Thelightwasfading,andNicholasSnyderswasnotthemantolightcandlesbeforetheywereneeded,sothathewasneverabletodescribewithanyprecisionthestranger’sappearance。Nicholasthoughtheseemedanoldman,butalertinallhismovements;whilehiseyes——theonethingabouthimNicholassawwithanyclearness——werecuriouslybrightandpiercing。

  \"Whoareyou?\"askedNicholasSnyders,takingnopainstodisguisehisdisappointment。

  \"Iamapedlar,\"answeredthestranger。Hisvoicewasclearandnotunmusical,withjustthesuspicionofroguishnessbehind。

  \"Notwantinganything,\"answeredNicholasSnydersdrily。\"Shutthedoorandbecarefulofthestep。\"

  Butinsteadthestrangertookachairanddrewitnearer,and,himselfinshadow,lookedstraightintoNicholasSnyders’faceandlaughed。

  \"Areyouquitesure,NicholasSnyders?Areyouquitesurethereisnothingyourequire?\"

  \"Nothing,\"growledNicholasSnyders——\"exceptthesightofyourback。\"

  Thestrangerbentforward,andwithhislong,leanhandtouchedNicholasSnydersplayfullyupontheknee。\"Wouldn’tyoulikeasoul,NicholasSnyders?\"heasked。

  \"Thinkofit,\"continuedthestrangepedlar,beforeNicholascouldrecoverpowerofspeech。\"Forfortyyearsyouhavedrunkthejoyofbeingmeanandcruel。Areyounottiredofthetaste,NicholasSnyders?Wouldn’tyoulikeachange?Thinkofit,NicholasSnyders——thejoyofbeingloved,ofhearingyourselfblessed,insteadofcursed!Wouldn’titbegoodfun,NicholasSnyders——justbywayofachange?Ifyoudon’tlikeit,youcanreturnandbeyourselfagain。\"

  WhatNicholasSnyders,recallingallthingsafterwards,couldneverunderstandwaswhyhesatthere,listeninginpatiencetothestranger’stalk;for,atthetime,itseemedtohimthejestingofawanderingfool。Butsomethingaboutthestrangerhadimpressedhim。

  \"Ihaveitwithme,\"continuedtheoddpedlar;\"andasforprice——\"

  Thestrangermadeagestureindicatingdismissalofallsordiddetails。\"Ilookformyrewardinwatchingtheresultoftheexperiment。Iamsomethingofaphilosopher。Itakeaninterestinthesematters。See。\"Thestrangerdivedbetweenhislegsandproducedfromhispackasilverflaskofcunningworkmanshipandlaiditonthetable。

  \"Itsflavourisnotunpleasant,\"explainedthestranger。\"Alittlebitter;butonedoesnotdrinkitbythegoblet:awineglassful,suchasonewouldofoldTokay,whilethemindofbothisfixedonthesamethought:’Maymysoulpassintohim,mayhispassintome!’Theoperationisquitesimple:thesecretlieswithinthedrug。\"Thestrangerpattedthequaintflaskasthoughithadbeensomelittledog。

  \"Youwillsay:’WhowillexchangesoulswithNicholasSnyders?’\"Thestrangerappearedtohavecomepreparedwithananswertoallquestions。\"Myfriend,youarerich;youneednotfear。Itisthepossessionmenvaluetheleastofalltheyhave。Chooseyoursoulanddriveyourbargain。Ileavethattoyouwithonewordofcounselonly:youwillfindtheyoungreadierthantheold——theyoung,towhomtheworldpromisesallthingsforgold。Chooseyouafine,fair,fresh,youngsoul,NicholasSnyders;andchooseitquickly。Yourhairissomewhatgrey,myfriend。Taste,beforeyoudie,thejoyofliving。\"

  Thestrangepedlarlaughedand,rising,closedhispack。NicholasSnydersneithermovednorspoke,untilwiththesoftclangingofthemassivedoorhissensesreturnedtohim。Then,seizingtheflaskthestrangerhadleftbehindhim,hesprangfromhischair,meaningtoflingitafterhimintothestreet。Buttheflashingofthefirelightonitsburnishedsurfacestayedhishand。

  \"Afterall,thecaseisofvalue,\"Nicholaschuckled,andputtheflaskasideand,lightingthetwotallcandles,buriedhimselfagaininhisgreen—boundledger。YetstillfromtimetotimeNicholasSnyders’eyewouldwandertowherethesilverflaskremainedhalfhiddenamongdustypapers。Andlatertherecameagainaknockingatthedoor,andthistimeitreallywasyoungJanwhoentered。

  Janheldouthisgreathandacrossthelittereddesk。

  \"Wepartedinanger,NicholasSnyders。Itwasmyfault。Youwereintheright。Iaskyoutoforgiveme。Iwaspoor。Itwasselfishofmetowishthelittlemaidtosharewithmemypoverty。ButnowIamnolongerpoor。\"

  \"Sitdown,\"respondedNicholasinkindlytone。\"Ihaveheardofit。

  Sonowyouaremasterandtheownerofyourship——yourveryown。\"

  \"Myveryownafteronemorevoyage,\"laughedJan。\"IhaveBurgomasterAllart’spromise。\"

  \"Apromiseisnotaperformance,\"hintedNicholas。\"BurgomasterAllartisnotarichman;ahigherbidmighttempthim。Anothermightstepinbetweenyouandbecometheowner。\"

  Janonlylaughed。\"Why,thatwouldbetheworkofanenemy,which,Godbepraised,IdonotthinkthatIpossess。\"

  \"Luckylad!\"commentedNicholas;\"sofewofusarewithoutenemies。

  Andyourparents,Jan,willtheylivewithyou?\"

  \"Wewishedit,\"answeredJan,\"bothChristinaandI。Butthemotherisfeeble。Theoldmillhasgrownintoherlife。\"

  \"Icanunderstand,\"agreedNicholas。\"Theoldvinetornfromtheoldwallwithers。Andyourfather,Jan;peoplewillgossip。Themillispaying?\"

  Janshookhishead。\"Itneverwillagain;andthedebtshaunthim。

  Butallthat,asItellhim,isathingofthepast。Hiscreditorshaveagreedtolooktomeandwait。\"

  \"Allofthem?\"queriedNicholas。

  \"AllofthemIcoulddiscover,\"laughedJan。

  NicholasSnyderspushedbackhischairandlookedatJanwithasmileuponhiswrinkledface。\"AndsoyouandChristinahavearrangeditall?\"

  \"Withyourconsent,sir,\"answeredJan。

  \"Youwillwaitforthat?\"askedNicholas。

  \"Weshouldliketohaveit,sir。\"Jansmiled,butthetoneofhisvoicefellagreeablyonNicholasSnyders’ear。NicholasSnyderslovedbestbeatingthedogthat,growledandshoweditsteeth。

  \"Betternotwaitforthat,\"saidNicholasSnyders。\"Youmighthavetowaitlong。\"

  Janrose,anangryflushuponhisface。\"Sonothingchangesyou,NicholasSnyders。Haveityourownway,then。\"

  \"Youwillmarryherinspiteofme?\"

  \"Inspiteofyouandofyourfriendsthefiends,andofyourmastertheDevil!\"flungoutJan。ForJanhadasoulthatwasgenerousandbraveandtenderandexcessivelyshort—tempered。Eventhebestofsoulshavetheirfailings。

  \"Iamsorry,\"saidoldNicholas。

  \"Iamgladtohearit,\"answeredJan。

  \"Iamsorryforyourmother,\"explainedNicholas。\"Thepoordame,I

  fear,willbehomelessinheroldage。Themortgageshallbeforeclosed,Jan,onyourwedding—day。Iamsorryforyourfather,Jan。Hiscreditors,Jan——youhaveoverlookedjustone。Iamsorryforhim,Jan。Prisonhasalwaysbeenhisdread。Iamsorryevenforyou,myyoungfriend。Youwillhavetobeginlifeoveragain。

  BurgomasterAllartisinthehollowofmyhand。Ihavebuttosaytheword,yourshipismine。Iwishyoujoyofyourbride,myyoungfriend。Youmustloveherverydearly——youwillbepayingahighpriceforher。\"

  ItwasNicholasSnyders’grinthatmaddenedJan。Hesoughtforsomethingthat,thrownstraightatthewickedmouth,shouldsilenceit,andbychancehishandlightedonthepedlar’ssilverflask。InthesameinstanceNicholasSnyders’handhadcloseduponitalso。Thegrinhaddiedaway。

  \"Sitdown,\"commandedNicholasSnyders。\"Letustalkfurther。\"Andtherewasthatinhisvoicethatcompelledtheyoungerman’sobedience。

  \"Youwonder,Jan,whyIseekalwaysangerandhatred。Iwonderattimesmyself。Whydogenerousthoughtsnevercometome,astoothermen!Listen,Jan;Iaminawhimsicalmood。Suchthingscannotbe,butitisawhimofminetothinkitmighthavebeen。Sellmeyoursoul,Jan,sellmeyoursoul,thatI,too,maytastethisloveandgladnessthatIhearabout。Foralittlewhile,Jan,onlyforalittlewhile,andIwillgiveyouallyoudesire。\"

  Theoldmanseizedhispenandwrote。

  \"See,Jan,theshipisyoursbeyondmishap;themillgoesfree;yourfathermayholduphisheadagain。AndallIask,Jan,isthatyoudrinktome,willingthewhilethatyoursoulmaygofromyouandbecomethesoulofoldNicholasSnyders——foralittlewhile,Jan,onlyforalittlewhile。\"

  Withfeverishhandstheoldmanhaddrawnthestopperfromthepedlar’sflagon,hadpouredthewineintotwinglasses。Jan’sinclinationwastolaugh,buttheoldman’seagernesswasalmostfrenzy。Surelyhewasmad;butthatwouldnotmakelessbindingthepaperhehadsigned。Atruemandoesnotjestwithhissoul,butthefaceofChristinawasshiningdownonJanfromoutthegloom。

  \"Youwillmeanit?\"whisperedNicholasSnyders。

  \"MaymysoulpassfrommeandenterintoNicholasSnyders!\"answeredJan,replacinghisemptyglassuponthetable。Andthetwostoodlookingforamomentintooneanother’seyes。

  Andthehighcandlesonthelittereddeskflickeredandwentout,asthoughabreathhadblownthem,firstoneandthentheother。

  \"Imustbegettinghome,\"camethevoiceofJanfromthedarkness。

  \"Whydidyoublowoutthecandles?\"

  \"Wecanlightthemagainfromthefire,\"answeredNicholas。HedidnotaddthathehadmeanttoaskthatsamequestionofJan。Hethrustthemamongtheglowinglogs,firstoneandthentheother;andtheshadowscreptbackintotheircorners。

  \"YouwillnotstopandseeChristina?\"askedNicholas。

  \"Notto—night,\"answeredJan。

  \"ThepaperthatIsigned,\"Nicholasremindedhim——\"youhaveit?\"

  \"Ihadforgottenit,\"Jananswered。

  Theoldmantookitfromthedeskandhandedittohim。Janthrustitintohispocketandwentout。Nicholasboltedthedoorbehindhimandreturnedtohisdesk;satlongthere,hiselbowrestingontheopenledger。

  Nicholaspushedtheledgerasideandlaughed。\"Whatfoolery!Asifsuchthingscouldbe!Thefellowmusthavebewitchedme。\"

  Nicholascrossedtothefireandwarmedhishandsbeforetheblaze。

  \"Still,Iamgladheisgoingtomarrythelittlelass。Agoodlad,agoodlad。\"

  Nicholasmusthavefallenasleepbeforethefire。Whenheopenedhiseyes,itwastomeetthegreydawn。Hefeltcold,stiff,hungry,anddecidedlycross。WhyhadnotChristinawokehimupandgivenhimhissupper。Didshethinkhehadintendedtopassthenightonawoodenchair?Thegirlwasanidiot。Hewouldgoupstairsandtellherthroughthedoorjustwhathethoughtofher。

  Hiswayupstairsledthroughthekitchen。Tohisastonishment,theresatChristina,asleepbeforetheburnt—outgrate。

  \"Uponmyword,\"mutteredNicholastohimself,\"peopleinthishousedon’tseemtoknowwhatbedsarefor!\"

  ButitwasnotChristina,soNicholastoldhimself。Christinahadthelookofafrightenedrabbit:ithadalwaysirritatedhim。Thisgirl,eveninhersleep,woreanimpertinentexpression——adelightfullyimpertinentexpression。Besides,thisgirlwaspretty——marvellouslypretty。Indeed,soprettyagirlNicholashadneverseeninallhislifebefore。Whyhadthegirls,whenNicholaswasyoung,beensoentirelydifferent!AsuddenbitternessseizedNicholas:itwasasthoughhehadjustlearntthatlongago,withoutknowingit,hehadbeenrobbed。

  Thechildmustbecold。Nicholasfetchedhisfur—linedcloakandwrappeditabouther。

  Therewassomethingelseheoughttodo。Theideacametohimwhiledrawingthecloakaroundhershoulders,verygently,nottodisturbher——somethinghewantedtodo,ifonlyhecouldthinkwhatitwas。

  Thegirl’slipswereparted。Sheappearedtobespeakingtohim,askinghimtodothisthing——ortellinghimnottodoit。Nicholascouldnotbesurewhich。Halfadozentimesheturnedaway,andhalfadozentimesstolebacktowhereshesatsleepingwiththatdelightfullyimpertinentexpressiononherface,herlipsparted。Butwhatshewanted,orwhatitwashewanted,Nicholascouldnotthink。

  PerhapsChristinawouldknow。PerhapsChristinawouldknowwhoshewasandhowshegotthere。Nicholasclimbedthestairs,swearingatthemforcreaking。

  Christina’sdoorwasopen。Noonewasintheroom;thebedhadnotbeensleptupon。Nicholasdescendedthecreakingstairs。

  Thegirlwasstillasleep。CoulditbeChristinaherself?Nicholasexaminedthedeliciousfeaturesonebyone。Neverbefore,sofarashecouldrecollect,hadheseenthegirl;yetaroundherneck——Nicholashadnotnoticeditbefore——layChristina’slocket,risingandfallingasshebreathed。Nicholasknewitwell;theonethingbelongingtohermotherChristinahadinsistedonkeeping。Theonethingaboutwhichshehadeverdefiedhim。Shewouldneverhavepartedwiththatlocket。ItmustbeChristinaherself。Butwhathadhappenedtoher?Ortohimself。Remembrancerushedinuponhim。Theoddpedlar!ThescenewithJan!Butsurelyallthathadbeenadream?Yetthereuponthelittereddeskstillstoodthepedlar’ssilverflask,togetherwiththetwinstainedglasses。

  Nicholastriedtothink,buthisbrainwasinawhirl。Arayofsunshinestreamingthroughthewindowfellacrossthedustyroom。

  Nicholashadneverseenthesun,thathecouldrecollect。

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