Scheveningen

Her beautiful dark hair, in which splendid costly pearls had been wont to gleam, and which had been particularly admired, was shaven off, and a black flat wig worn instead.

The gay embassy was abandoned for a plain little country house situated between The Hague and Scheveningen, and as a warning to visitors, over the door hung a signboard with a strange device, Nit huis, not at home.

Amalie was now exceedingly happy.

Soon I felt such comfort in this new life, in constant intercourse with my children, in gradual advance in knowledge, and above all in the peace of conscience with which I every night retired to rest, that still higher thoughts found room in my mind.

And he arrives on a boat.

And in The Hague, that means he arrives in the Scheveningen harbor.

He comes on a boat.

He goes throughout the city, I believe on a horse.

I think it's at 12 noon.

Everyone will do a cold plunge into the sea.

And like when I'm talking to everyone, like the beach at Scheveningen is just full of people doing this New Year's dive and everyone gets this bright orange hat.

So it looks really funny because everyone's in their bathing suits or on December or on January 1st, running into the sea with an orange hat.

"Addy, just imagine, just imagine what I've been dreaming.

It was at the seaside, Ostend or Scheveningen or somewhere, and everybody, everybody was going about half-naked, their legs bare, and the rest beautifully dressed.

The men had colored shirts and light jackets and exquisite ties and straw hats, gloves and a stick in their hands.

The rest, the rest were stark naked.

"Silly mammy! Are you really frightened?" She made herself very small in his arms, between his knees, nestled up against him, and repeated, as in a dream, "Yes, I'm so frightened, I'm so frightened." And without a further glance at her husband, sitting there clouded in the blue smoke of his cigarette, she, as it were, crept into the heart of her child, whispering, all pale and wan, with a wan smile and her eyes full of anxious wonder, "I'm frightened, Addy; save me, protect me." Footnotes Putri Malay fairies.

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"I'm mad," he thought, as, after a hasty meal at a restaurant in the town, he walked along the Hogerweg to Scheveningen through the shrieking winter night.

The leafless branches lashed tragically to and fro as though sweeping the scudding clouds, and the street lamps seemed like ghostly eyes blinking here and there in the fitful darkness.

“Addy, just imagine, just imagine what I’ve been dreaming.

It was at the seaside, Ostende or Scheveningen or somewhere, and everybody, everybody was going about half-naked, their legs bare, and the rest beautifully dressed.

The men had colored shirts and light jackets and exquisite ties and straw hats, gloves and a stick in their hands; the rest, the rest were stark naked.

The ladies wore lovely blouses, magnificent hats, parasols, and that was all.

Chapter 13 of The Later Life by Louis Couperus.

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"I'm mad," he thought, as, after a hasty meal at a restaurant in the town, he walked along the Hogerweg to Scheveningen through the shrieking winter night.

The leafless branches lashed tragically to and fro, as though sweeping the scudding clouds, and the street lamps seemed like ghostly eyes blinking here and there in the fitful darkness.

Addy entered.

Addy! Just imagine! Just imagine what I've been dreaming! It was at the seaside, Oostende, or Scheveningen, or somewhere, and everybody, everybody was going about half naked, their legs bare, and the rest beautifully dressed.

The men had coloured shirts and light jackets and exquisite ties and straw hats, gloves and a stick in their hands.

The rest, the rest were stark naked.

"Silly mummy! Are you really frightened?" She made herself very small in his arms, between his knees, nestled up against him, and repeated, as in a dream, "Yes, I'm so frightened, I'm so frightened." And without a further glance at her husband, sitting there clouded in the blue smoke of his cigarette, she, as it were, crept into the heart of her child, whispering, all pale and wan, with a wan smile, and her eyes full of anxious wonder, "I'm frightened, Addy; save me, protect me." Footnote puteri Malay fairies.

End of chapter twelve Chapter thirteen of The Later Life by Louis Couperus This LibriVox recording is in the public domain.

"I'm mad," he thought, as, after a hasty meal at a restaurant in the town, he walked along the Hogewey to Scheveningen, through the shrieking winter night.

The leafless branches lashed tragically to and fro, as though sweeping the scudding clouds, and the street lamps seemed like ghostly eyes blinking here and there in the fitful darkness.

They were going to march all the way to the beach, but they couldn't...

They couldn't pronounce the word Scheveningen.

And that's a joke for some Dutch people.

But yeah, we're going to talk about...

We're going to talk about Scheveningen again coming up, aren't we? So, when the crown appears, I'm just going to say huzzah.

And you can say huzzah as well.

That is your chance to drink up.