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 1 8 |   information might lead to the scaffold. ~But there is this terrible
 2 10|       to death, executed on the scaffold, perhaps assassinated and
 3 11|         of the Buytenhof to the scaffold in the yard of the same
 4 11| innocent, my soul to God on the scaffold, I bequeath to Rosa Gryphus
 5 11|        form the guard round the scaffold, and by some curious hangers-on
 6 11|      his cell, he perceived the scaffold, and, at twenty paces distant
 7 12|        to reach the foot of the scaffold. At the bottom of the staircase,
 8 12|       prison to the foot of the scaffold, the more fully, of course,
 9 12|        streets which led to the scaffold, and which were likewise
10 12|   crowded with spectators. ~The scaffold indeed looked like an islet
11 12|          Van Baerle mounted the scaffold not the less resolutely,
12 12|     lightning passed across the scaffold: it was the executioner
13 13|      coach had driven up to the scaffold. This vehicle was for the
14 13|     last was separated from the scaffold only by the file of soldiers
15 13|   conducted the prisoner to the scaffold, the burgher, who had mounted
16 13|    Mynheer Boxtel to ascend the scaffold with his servants, to remove
17 20|       and whilst walking to the scaffold, you devote to her your
18 27|     When about to be led to the scaffold, Cornelius van Baerle gave
19 31|     Cornelius's dry-room to the scaffold of the Buytenhof, and from
20 31|         Buytenhof, and from the scaffold to the fortress of Loewestein;
21 32|         to be on his way to the scaffold. ~William, looking with