Chapter
1 1 | prison." ~"And do you know, sir, that we have muskets?"
2 4 | was still closed. ~"Ah! sir," said the gatekeeper, "
3 7 | aloud, -- ~"Would you now, sir, please to see my dry-room?" ~
4 7 | Who is here?" he asked. ~"Sir," answered the servant, "
5 7 | Hague! What does he want?" ~"Sir, it is Craeke." ~"Craeke!
6 7 | the matter?" ~"The matter, sir!" said Craeke, laying a
7 7 | people going mad here?" ~"Oh, sir! sir!" cried the servant,
8 7 | going mad here?" ~"Oh, sir! sir!" cried the servant, rushing
9 7 | rule of his house. ~"Oh, sir, fly! fly quick!" cried
10 7 | Fly! and what for?" ~"Sir, the house is full of the
11 7 | me, do you say?" ~"Yes, sir, and they are headed by
12 7 | cried the Doctor. ~"Yes, sir, for in the name of the
13 8 | under the counterpane. ~"Oh, sir!" cried the servant, not
14 8 | news to his master, -- "oh, sir! you do not know, then,
15 8 | is impossible." ~"Faith, sir, at any rate that's what
16 8 | once more. Be you quiet, sir, I shall let you know all
17 8 | returned in half an hour. ~"Oh, sir, all that I told you is
18 8 | Boxtel asked. ~"Faith, sir, they say -- but it is not
19 9 | have read it. Well, my good sir, that's what people will
20 10| your pardon, and thank you, sir; the first for what I have
21 10| on you this morning. Oh, sir! this is more than humanity, --
22 10| Is this what you require, sir?" asked Rosa. ~"Yes, mademoiselle,"
23 10| Service for service, sir." ~"What do you mean, my
24 10| Cornelius. ~"I mean to say, sir, that the judge who is to
25 10| I stay." ~"You stay, oh, sir! oh, sir! don't you understand
26 10| You stay, oh, sir! oh, sir! don't you understand that
27 11| appointed?" ~"Twelve o'clock, sir." ~"Indeed," said Cornelius, "
28 11| her heaving breast. ~"Oh, sir, sir!" she said, but sobs
29 11| heaving breast. ~"Oh, sir, sir!" she said, but sobs choked
30 11| forgive him." ~"I thank you, sir," said Rosa. "And now tell
31 11| and assisting me." ~"But, sir, a hundred thousand guilders!" ~"
32 11| girl. ~"Oh, I don't know, sir," she stammered. ~"You don'
33 11| Certainly." ~"Well, then, sir, this money cannot belong
34 14| saying to him, -- ~"Oh, sir, sir! here I am!" ~Cornelius
35 14| saying to him, -- ~"Oh, sir, sir! here I am!" ~Cornelius
36 17| father, or to you, 'My good sir, or my good miss, my child
37 17| crooked fingers. ~"Take care, sir, take care," said Cornelius,
38 20| Indeed, your instructions, sir," said Rosa, sighing in
39 25| send ambassadors. ~"Yes, sir," answered Rosa; "I come
40 25| tender veneration. ~"Alas! sir, I don't know," said Rosa. ~"
41 25| it?" ~"A very great one, sir; yet not to it, but to me." ~"
42 25| the black tulip?" ~"Yes, sir." ~"Do you know the thief?" ~"
43 25| for whom do you take me, sir?" ~"And for whom do you
44 25| you take me?" ~"I hope, sir, I take you for what you
45 25| just now?" ~"I told you, sir, that my tulip has been
46 25| Boxtel." ~"I repeat to you, sir, that I do not know who
47 25| prize being awarded." ~"Oh, sir!" cried Rosa, "this Boxtel --
48 25| feature." ~"And the tulip, sir? Is it not in a pot of white
49 25| than at the pot." ~"Oh, sir! that's my tulip, which
50 25| cool enough." ~"Honoured sir," a little put out by this
51 25| Good-bye, my child." ~"Oh, sir, sir!" said Rosa, imploringly. ~"
52 25| Good-bye, my child." ~"Oh, sir, sir!" said Rosa, imploringly. ~"
53 26| For Heaven's sake, sir, do not turn me away; listen
54 26| falsehood. I implore you, sir, let this Master Boxtel,
55 26| you are an honest man, sir; how would you feel if one
56 26| The guilty woman, Sir?" ~"I ought to say, the
57 26| What am I to tell you, sir," said Rosa, "beside that
58 26| Mynheer van Systens. ~"Yes, sir." ~"Then you are an experienced
59 26| Horticultural Society. ~"Ah, sir," said Rosa, addressing
60 26| at Loewestein." ~"Alas! sir." ~"And from what you tell
61 26| of flowers." ~"So it is, sir," Rosa murmured in dismay; "
62 26| her observation. ~"Why, sir?" she asked him. ~"Because
63 26| Loewestein." ~"That is true, sir." ~"Otherwise, you must
64 26| Hague to Loewestein." ~"Sir," said Rosa, blushing. ~"
65 27| Marquis de Louvois." ~"Well, sir, he was ignorant of this
66 27| has been, I swear to you, Sir, no one else but this man
67 29| prisoner?" ~"Here I am, sir," answered Cornelius, growing
68 29| prisoner himself. ~"Yes, sir." ~"Then follow me." ~"Oh!
69 29| not think it very becoming sir, that I should be thus insulted
70 29| him very soundly." ~"But, sir, it was only in self-defence." ~"
71 29| meditations he asked, -- ~"Please, sir, tell me now, where am I
72 32| conductor. ~"As you may see, sir," replied the officer, "
73 32| postilion. ~"Oh, thank you, Sir, for your kindness," replied
74 32| feast of tulips?" ~"Yes, sir; but as this spectacle displeases
75 32| the prize given to-day, sir?" ~"Yes, the prize for the
76 32| stood on his brow. ~"Alas! sir," he said, "all these good
77 32| do see it." ~"Come along, sir," said the officer. "Now
78 32| have pity, have mercy, sir!" said Van Baerle, "don'
79 32| black? Is it possible? Oh, sir, have you seen it? It must
80 32| of you." ~"Are you mad, Sir? How could I allow such
81 32| flower." ~"But my orders, Sir, my orders." And the officer
82 32| longer. You don't know, sir, what I suffer. You don'
83 32| Rosa! Oh, I must alight, sir! I must see the flower!
84 33| her honesty. As to you, Sir -- thanks to Rosa again,
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