Chapter
1 1 | of the act which he was asked to perpetrate, he had preferred
2 2 | poor old fellow?" John asked, with a look on the scorched
3 3 | is that on the balcony?" asked the young man, glancing
4 3 | What is it, my child?" asked De Witt. ~"They say that
5 3 | not got your carriage?" asked the girl. ~"The carriage
6 4 | How is that? gone?" asked those of the mob who had
7 4 | What does this man say?" asked his Highness, growing quite
8 4 | What is the matter?" asked John, putting his head out
9 4 | Have not you got the key?" asked the coachman. ~"No, I haven'
10 4 | what is the matter again?" asked John. ~"Look there!" said
11 4 | a sigh. ~"And why that?" asked the other. ~"Because I might
12 4 | avail himself of my horse?" asked the Captain. ~"I thank you,
13 7 | round. ~"Who is here?" he asked. ~"Sir," answered the servant, "
14 7 | Craeke had shown. ~"Well!" asked Cornelius, foreboding some
15 7 | call your dry-room?" he asked. ~"The very same where you
16 8 | what do they say?" Boxtel asked. ~"Faith, sir, they say --
17 10| what you require, sir?" asked Rosa. ~"Yes, mademoiselle,"
18 10| good awaits you." ~"But," asked Cornelius, "what harm can
19 11| sentence was read, the Recorder asked him whether he had anything
20 11| about to withdraw, Cornelius asked, "By the bye, Mr. Recorder,
21 11| initials C. W. ~"What is this?" asked the prisoner. ~"Alas!" replied
22 11| With what shall I write?" asked Cornelius. ~"There is a
23 11| you accept my conditions?" asked the prisoner, with a melancholy
24 14| dairy; and when he came, I asked him as a favour to allow
25 15| or with the price that I asked you?" said Cornelius, laughing. ~"
26 15| view has one from here?" asked Gryphus. ~"Why, a very fine
27 17| anything further of him?" asked Cornelius, surprised. ~"
28 17| to make Rosa uneasy, she asked, -- ~"By the bye, how is
29 17| uneasily. ~"What is it?" asked Van Baerle. "I thought I
30 18| know that?" the prisoner asked, with a doleful look. ~"
31 18| vanished. ~"How was it?" asked the prisoner. ~"Well, being
32 18| prisoner. ~"Well, being asked by his friend, my father
33 18| Are you mad, too?' he asked his friend." ~"Oh, what
34 18| Then, turning toward me, he asked, 'But it was not the only
35 18| say or do at these words?" asked Cornelius. ~"At these words,
36 18| she said. ~"What is it?" asked Cornelius. ~"I see one thing." ~"
37 19| vividly than ever, and he asked himself how he could have
38 19| to all his former habits, asked the old jailer, with the
39 20| for?" Cornelius anxiously asked. ~"He came for the sake
40 20| you what I said. I have asked your pardon for that unfortunate
41 20| And then?" Cornelius asked. ~"And then the same shadow
42 20| didn't you?" Cornelius asked, remembering all the details
43 20| What does all this mean?" asked Rosa. ~"You have abandoned
44 21| How are you this morning?" asked Cornelius. ~Gryphus looked
45 21| Gryphus. ~"And why not?" asked Van Baerle. ~"The conspiracy
46 21| She is up! Who? What?" asked Cornelius, who did not venture
47 21| hair." ~"And its colour?" asked Cornelius, trembling. ~"
48 22| cheerful as a bird. ~"Well?" asked Cornelius. ~"Well, all is
49 24| Good Heaven! what is it?" asked the prisoner. ~"Cornelius!
50 25| Is it doing well, then?" asked Van Systens, with a smile
51 25| any other besides mine?" asked Rosa, trembling. ~"Yes, --
52 26| observation. ~"Why, sir?" she asked him. ~"Because it is not
53 27| turning towards Boxtel, she asked, -- ~"The tulip is yours?" ~"
54 28| his own powerlessness. He asked himself whether God was
55 28| my dear Master Gryphus?" asked Cornelius. ~And, as he now
56 29| report. ~"Is this No. 11?" he asked. ~"Yes, Captain," answered
57 29| Cornelius van Baerle?" asked he, this time addressing
58 29| regretting that he had not asked the guard how many there
59 29| finished his meditations he asked, -- ~"Please, sir, tell
60 30| proudly. ~"Since when?" asked the Prince. ~"Since the
61 32| Mynheer Lieutenant?" he asked of his conductor. ~"As you
62 32| proceeded a few yards, he asked once more, -- ~"The feast
63 32| thought having struck him. He asked, with faltering voice, -- ~"
64 32| What is this?" the Prince asked the officer, who at the
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