"Oh, is that the way it's done? You see, we know no-thing about the Court. You wouldn't get Ka-rel to go to Court for any-thing! Not if you paid him! But now it's quite cert-ain."
"Yes, I'm convinced of it now."
"About the Court?"
"Yes."
"Oh! Well, I al-ways thought that Con-stance would have too much tact for that. And may I have a look at Floortje's trous-seau now, Adolph-ine? She'll be mar-ried quite soon now, won't she? In a week? Ah! And I al-ways think it so nice to be mar-ried in May, don't you, Adolph-ine?"
The two sisters' voices whined and snarled, the stairs creaked, the doors slammed. Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta, went the scales. Whew, boo, whew! went the wind, roaring down the sooty chimney. Cr-r-rack! Cr-r-rack! went the gouty flagstaff. "Strawberrees!... Fine strawberrees!" shouted the costermonger outside. Ting! went Marietje's obstinate false note.
The girl looked up through the window.
"Those poor trees!" thought Marietje. "Oh, those poor leaves!..."