Chapter

  1 5 |          citizen of the name of Isaac Boxtel who from the age when he
  2 5 |             is now called the tulip. ~Boxtel had not the good fortune
  3 5 |              fanciers had come to see Boxtel's tulips. At last he had
  4 5 |          tulips -- had, on seeing the Boxtel tulip, exclaimed, "Not so
  5 5 |              was next door to that of Boxtel. He raised a certain building
  6 5 |               a degree of warmth from Boxtel's garden, and, on the other
  7 5 |               this mishap appeared to Boxtel of no great consequence.
  8 5 |             was a painter, as Mynheer Boxtel was a tulip-grower; he wanted
  9 5 |               was for Van Baerle, and Boxtel had to abide by it. ~Besides,
 10 5 |              in general, and of Isaac Boxtel's feelings in particular.
 11 5 |              agony of the unfortunate Boxtel on seeing the windows of
 12 5 |              thousand francs a bulb. ~Boxtel was quite amazed when he
 13 5 |           with illusory suppositions, Boxtel was not able to resist the
 14 5 |               become a tulip-grower. ~Boxtel at once pictured to himself
 15 5 |              and seedlings; while he, Boxtel, had been obliged to give
 16 5 |               in a miserable garret. ~Boxtel, then, was to have next
 17 5 |              is to say, a celebrity. ~Boxtel, as the reader may see,
 18 5 |            choke one with rage. ~Thus Boxtel, with jealous foreboding,
 19 6 |  Tulip-Fancier~      From that moment Boxtel's interest in tulips was
 20 6 |            doubt that in such a cause Boxtel, though he was Van Baerle'
 21 6 |           everybody; so much so, that Boxtel's name disappeared for ever
 22 6 |         Inferno, he might have chosen Boxtel during the period of Van
 23 6 |               of colour or otherwise, Boxtel, concealed behind a small
 24 6 |        without letting him stop. Thus Boxtel soon was no longer content
 25 6 |              born anew. How often did Boxtel, in the midst of tortures
 26 6 |              instinct of genius, that Boxtel at last was maddened to
 27 6 |             the combatants vanished. ~Boxtel, hidden behind his sycamore,
 28 6 |        throbbed with triumphant joy. ~Boxtel was so eager to ascertain
 29 6 |            them with blanched cheek. ~Boxtel trembled with joy. Fifteen
 30 6 |     sentry-box near the flower-beds. ~Boxtel heard him give the order,
 31 6 |            were struck with the idea; Boxtel thought of it in the light
 32 6 |              a perfect nut-brown, and Boxtel espied them in the border,
 33 6 |              closely allied to ours. ~Boxtel, once more worsted by the
 34 6 |            surveyed by the telescope. Boxtel allowed his bulbs to rot
 35 6 |            the glazed cabinet whither Boxtel's telescope had such an
 36 6 |    illuminated the walls and windows, Boxtel saw the inventive genius
 37 6 |             untiring labour, of which Boxtel knew himself to be incapable --
 38 7 |              excited the attention of Boxtel, who was just taking his
 39 7 |              a glass front into which Boxtel was continually prying with
 40 7 |               taper. ~In this figure, Boxtel recognised the pale features
 41 7 |               carefully sealed, which Boxtel, judging from the manner
 42 7 |            had been made up of bulbs, Boxtel knew his neighbour too well
 43 7 |              getting into his coach. ~Boxtel had not been mistaken in
 44 7 |             had left him; very unlike Boxtel, who looked upon this parcel
 45 8 |      diabolical work of Mynheer Isaac Boxtel. ~It will be remembered
 46 8 |             of all this was that when Boxtel, who watched the course
 47 8 |              full of happiness as was Boxtel's heart at the chance, he
 48 8 |           Besides this, Mynheer Isaac Boxtel encouraged himself with
 49 8 |           taken so complete a hold of Boxtel, nor would he perhaps have
 50 8 |               with that of cupidity. ~Boxtel was quite aware of the progress
 51 8 |           raged in the heart of Isaac Boxtel. ~If Cornelius should be
 52 8 |            garden. ~Now in that night Boxtel would climb over the wall
 53 8 |           from craven weakness, Isaac Boxtel did not venture that day
 54 8 |         Cornelius just as bitterly as Boxtel did that of their master --
 55 8 |             servant entered the room; Boxtel hid himself under the counterpane. ~"
 56 8 |              can I know it?" answered Boxtel, with an almost unintelligible
 57 8 | unintelligible voice. ~"Well, Mynheer Boxtel, at this moment your neighbour
 58 8 |           high treason." ~"Nonsense!" Boxtel muttered, with a faltering
 59 8 |              you know all about it." ~Boxtel contented himself with signifying
 60 8 |                And what do they say?" Boxtel asked. ~"Faith, sir, they
 61 8 |           muttered, or rather growled Boxtel, closing his eyes from the
 62 8 |              the room, "Mynheer Isaac Boxtel must be very sick not to
 63 8 |                And, in reality, Isaac Boxtel was very sick, like a man
 64 8 |                It was the night which Boxtel had looked forward to. ~
 65 8 |              this darkness emboldened Boxtel; he got astride the wall,
 66 8 |           disturbed. ~In fact, whilst Boxtel was lying in bed, Cornelius
 67 8 |               divided it into three. ~Boxtel could not bring himself
 68 8 |     twenty-five feet instead of ten. ~Boxtel had noticed in the street
 69 8 |          house: the ladder was there. Boxtel took it, carried it with
 70 8 |               reached to the window. ~Boxtel put a lighted dark lantern
 71 8 |             than in the garden; there Boxtel was only a trespasser, here
 72 8 |              Amsterdam their ledgers, Boxtel read these lines: -- ~"To-day,
 73 8 |           bulbs, these bulbs!" howled Boxtel, turning over everything
 74 8 |             that I am! Oh thrice fool Boxtel! Would any one be separated
 75 8 |             lightning which showed to Boxtel the abyss of a uselessly
 76 8 |           uselessly committed crime. ~Boxtel sank quite paralyzed on
 77 8 |          after all," said the envious Boxtel, -- raising his livid face
 78 8 |            Hague! to the Hague!" ~And Boxtel, without taking any notice
 79 13|              other than Mynheer Isaac Boxtel, who since the arrest of
 80 13|            bulbs of the black tulip. ~Boxtel had at first tried to gain
 81 13|              therefore bristled up at Boxtel's hatred, whom he had suspected
 82 13|            very first proposals which Boxtel made to Gryphus to filch
 83 13|               hose did not discourage Boxtel. He came back to the charge,
 84 13|           there were two things which Boxtel did not calculate upon: -- ~
 85 13|          bulbs on his heart. ~Mynheer Boxtel went to the headsman, to
 86 13|            was over, to allow Mynheer Boxtel to ascend the scaffold with
 87 13|               being paid in advance. ~Boxtel, like the people who enter
 88 13|          refuse to pay on going out. ~Boxtel paid in advance, and waited. ~
 89 13|               may imagine how excited Boxtel was; with what anxiety he
 90 13|            publicly read out, -- then Boxtel was no more like a human
 91 13|          tulip would flower for him. ~Boxtel, quite overcome by his frenzy,
 92 13|              for one day, but Mynheer Boxtel did not seem to think so,
 93 14|           Leaving Dort, Mynheer Isaac Boxtel had abandoned, not only
 94 14|      emigrated from the roof of Isaac Boxtel to that of Cornelius van
 95 14|             her hospitality; and when Boxtel's servant reclaimed them
 96 23|                or rather enemy, Isaac Boxtel, and has guessed, no doubt,
 97 23|                  jealousy had enabled Boxtel, if not to discover, at
 98 23|            first bulb. In that moment Boxtel's exasperation was the more
 99 23|        however, was made too late, as Boxtel had heard from the mouth
100 23|            interest which betrayed to Boxtel the real value of the object
101 23|               peeped out of the earth Boxtel was fully convinced; and
102 23|               the prying curiosity of Boxtel. ~The question, therefore,
103 23|              evening. ~For seven days Boxtel in vain watched Rosa; she
104 23|              tulip. But in order that Boxtel might steal the tulip, it
105 23|               took the key with her. ~Boxtel at first entertained an
106 23|            lock was changed, and then Boxtel's first theft would be useless. ~
107 23|              to be done to this key. ~Boxtel covered it with a slight
108 23|       impression on the wax. ~It cost Boxtel two days more to bring his
109 23|               without difficulty, and Boxtel found himself in her room
110 23|               The first guilty act of Boxtel had been to climb over a
111 23|           false key. ~Thus envy urged Boxtel on with rapid steps in the
112 23|              in the career of crime. ~Boxtel, as we have said, was alone
113 23|              and carried it off. ~But Boxtel was not a common thief,
114 23|              any one then reclaim it, Boxtel would in his turn charge
115 23|        together at the grated window, Boxtel entered Rosa's chamber to
116 23|        minutes after she had left it, Boxtel guessed that the tulip had
117 23|          great blow was to be struck. Boxtel presented himself before
118 23|           Gryphus being once fuddled, Boxtel was very nearly master of
119 23|          drunk. At two in the morning Boxtel saw Rosa leaving the chamber;
120 23|            again, and lock it twice. ~Boxtel, who saw all this whilst
121 23|         lowest step of the staircase, Boxtel touched with a still lighter
122 24|           from me!" ~During this time Boxtel had left the fortress by
123 24|           travelling post-haste. ~But Boxtel, fearing that he might not
124 25|               hour before had let out Boxtel, she went to a stable-keeper
125 25|            this was the vehicle which Boxtel had hired since last evening,
126 25|             Haarlem, four hours after Boxtel had arrived there. ~Rosa,
127 25|               service of Master Isaac Boxtel?" ~"I?" ~"Yes, you." ~"But
128 25|              tulip is that of Mynheer Boxtel. Well, my child, you express
129 25|            from you, but from Mynheer Boxtel." ~"I repeat to you, sir,
130 25|             not know who this Mynheer Boxtel is, and that I have now
131 25|               do not know who Mynheer Boxtel is, and you also had a black
132 25|               Yes, -- that of Mynheer Boxtel." ~"How is it?" ~"Black,
133 25|               sir!" cried Rosa, "this Boxtel -- this Isaac Boxtel --
134 25|             this Boxtel -- this Isaac Boxtel -- who calls himself the
135 25|             In truth, you draw Master Boxtel's portrait feature by feature." ~"
136 25|             claim the tulip of Master Boxtel? Well, I must say, you are
137 25|             claim the tulip of Master Boxtel, but to reclaim my own." ~"
138 25|                go and find out Master Boxtel, at the White Swan Inn,
139 25|                remember, Master Isaac Boxtel at the White Swan Inn." ~
140 26|             moment. ~"If I go to that Boxtel, and do not know him; if
141 26|              do not know him; if that Boxtel is not my Jacob, but another
142 26|             hand, if I recognise this Boxtel as Jacob, who knows what
143 26|             you, sir, let this Master Boxtel, whom I assert to be Master
144 26|              of Dort." ~"His name?" ~"Boxtel." ~"His quarters?" ~"At
145 26|           That you will order Mynheer Boxtel to come here with his tulip.
146 26|             officer went off to fetch Boxtel, and Van Systens in the
147 26|         officer who had been sent for Boxtel returned, and announced
148 27|              27. The Third Bulb~      Boxtel's return was scarcely announced,
149 27|            She now heard the voice of Boxtel. ~"It is he!" she exclaimed. ~
150 27|           seen the stranger. ~"Master Boxtel," said the Prince, "come
151 27|             in here, if you please." ~Boxtel eagerly approached, and,
152 27|              exclamation on his left, Boxtel turned round, and perceived
153 27|                 he is confused." ~But Boxtel, making a violent effort
154 27|               himself again. ~"Master Boxtel," said William, "you seem
155 27|              your Highness," answered Boxtel, in a voice which still
156 27|          pretends to have found it." ~Boxtel, with a disdainful smile,
157 27|             child, do you know Master Boxtel?" ~"No, I don't know Master
158 27|               No, I don't know Master Boxtel, but I know Master Jacob." ~"
159 27|              here calls himself Isaac Boxtel went by the name of Master
160 27|               you say to that, Master Boxtel?" ~"I say that this damsel
161 27|            ever been at Loewestein?" ~Boxtel hesitated; the fixed and
162 27|               do you deny all this?" ~Boxtel did not deem it fit to answer
163 27|             Prince. ~Then, turning to Boxtel, he said, -- ~"And who is
164 27|           have been more agreeable to Boxtel than this question. ~"This
165 27|           Cornelius van Baerle," said Boxtel, "and he is godson of that
166 27|               on," said the Prince to Boxtel. ~"I have nothing more to
167 27|               He is a De Witt!" cried Boxtel. "His Highness knows only
168 27|            make yourself easy, Master Boxtel, you shall have justice
169 27|           have justice done to you." ~Boxtel bowed with a heart full
170 27|           committed it." ~"Prove it," Boxtel coolly remarked. ~"I shall
171 27|                 Then, turning towards Boxtel, she asked, -- ~"The tulip
172 27|             bulbs were there of it?" ~Boxtel hesitated for a moment,
173 27|              I have it at home," said Boxtel, quite confused. ~"At home?
174 27|               Dort?" ~"At Dort," said Boxtel. ~"You lie!" cried Rosa. "
175 27|                as she did the tulip," Boxtel said, with a faltering voice,
176 27|             usual voice, -- ~"Go, Mr. Boxtel; justice shall be done,
177 27|         cheers of the crowd outside. ~Boxtel returned to his inn, rather
178 31|            the Stadtholder, was Isaac Boxtel, who saw, carried on his
179 31|             one moment. ~Now and then Boxtel quickened his step to rub
180 31|               instrumentality of him, Boxtel, has forced Nature to produce
181 31|           From time to time, however, Boxtel withdrew his eyes for a
182 33|                 At one of the angles, Boxtel, trembling with impatience,
183 33|              of the triangle. ~He saw Boxtel rushing forward. He saw
184 33|              and left of the Prince. ~Boxtel, thunderstruck, and Cornelius,
185 33|              on earth?" ~"Oh!" sighed Boxtel, "I am lost." ~"This tulip,"
186 33|              very different emotion. ~Boxtel, crushed by the failure
187 33|       recognised his neighbour, Isaac Boxtel, whom, in the innocence
188 33|             in its order, except that Boxtel was now dead, and that Cornelius
189 33|         hungry bees. ~As he had heard Boxtel's story, and was furious
190 33|             attempts of another Isaac Boxtel, he wrote over his door