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 1 11,3|        are then to apprise the President of the Haarlem Society.
 2 21,2|     message to Haarlem, to the President of the Horticultural Society,
 3 21,2|       wonderful enough for the President to put himself to some trouble.
 4 22,1|      it. You will write to the President of the Horticultural Society,
 5 22,1|  flower once being seen by the President, and the protocol being
 6 22,1|    above all, Rosa, before the President has seen it, let it not
 7 22,1|       be lost in apprising the President." ~"And in apprising you.
 8 22,2|        as follows: - ~"Mynheer President, - The black tulip is about
 9 22,2| perfectly black; come, Mynheer President, come. ~"I have the honour
10 22,2|         What's the name of the President?" ~"Give me the letter,
11 22,2|      Systens, Burgomaster, and President of the Horticultural Society
12 24,2|       After which he wrote the President of the Horticultural Society
13 25  |                        25. The President Van Systens~
14 25,1|       Mynheer van Systens, the President of the Horticultural Society
15 25,2|                          2~The President was drawing up a report
16 25,2|      finest handwriting of the President. ~Rosa was announced simply
17 25,2|      sound, was unknown to the President, she was refused admittance. ~
18 25,2|   brutality. ~"Announce to the President," she said to the servant, "
19 25,2|   herself in the office of the President, Van Systens, who gallantly
20 25,2|      the black tulip." ~To the President of the Horticultural Society
21 25,2|    Burgomaster of Haarlem, and President of the Horticultural Society." ~"
22 26,1|          We must return to the President," she muttered. ~"Well,
23 26,1|        as a burgomaster and as President of the Horticultural Society. ~"
24 26,1|     know all about it from the President of the Horticultural Society." ~"
25 26,2|     said William dryly, to the President of the Horticultural Society. ~"
26 26,2|     Rosa and the pallor of the President, raised his head, and said,
27 27,2|     the congratulations of the President. ~"You, my child," William
28 27,2|           Then, turning to the President, he added, - ~"You, my dear
29 30,1|     Orange at the house of the President van Systens. ~Rosa did not
30 31,1|       the festive dress of the President, who marched at the head
31 31,1| vindictiveness, was the honest President, who carried in his bosom
32 33,1|        fell at the feet of the President van Systens another man,
33 33,1|     neither the Prince nor the President seemed to mind it much. ~