Chapter

 1 1 |    said De Witt, "you mean to speak of the people down below,
 2 2 |      all, a word with you." ~"Speak!" ~The shouts began anew. ~"
 3 3 |      Mynheer Bowelt wished to speak, but his words were not
 4 3 |     child. Why should not God speak by your mouth?" ~"Now, then,
 5 8 |     thousand guilders, not to speak of the sublime honour of
 6 11|        Oh, Mynheer Cornelius, speak, speak!" exclaimed Rosa,
 7 11|     Mynheer Cornelius, speak, speak!" exclaimed Rosa, still
 8 14|   Rosa, Rosa!" ~"Hush! let us speak low: my father follows on
 9 16|     your tulip going on?" ~To speak to Cornelius of his tulip
10 17|    look me in the face, or to speak, except in an undertone." ~"
11 20|  gravely, -- ~"I have only to speak to you about your tulip,
12 20|     the poor girl affected to speak of her rival, the black
13 21|     what did the young people speak that evening? Of those matters
14 21|       matters of which lovers speak at the house doors in France,
15 21|    did the Rosa of his dreams speak of the tulip, but also brought
16 24|      How shall I tell you?" ~"Speak, speak, Rosa!" ~"Some one
17 24|   shall I tell you?" ~"Speak, speak, Rosa!" ~"Some one has taken --
18 24| accomplice of Jacob!" ~"Don't speak so loud, for Heaven's sake!" ~"
19 25|      servant, "that I want to speak to him about the black tulip." ~
20 25|     Rosa; "I come at least to speak of it." ~"Is it doing well,
21 26|       promise." ~"Well, then, speak before this gentleman; this
22 30|    him, "we are alone; let us speak together." ~Rosa began to