Chapter

 1  1,3|            from his coach with his servant, and quietly walked across
 2  2,3|        Through whom?" ~"Through my servant Craeke, who was to have
 3  2,3|      opened the door; the faithful servant was waiting on the threshold. ~"
 4  4,1|     another gate." ~And whilst the servant was turning round the vehicle
 5  5,1|   confidence, Craeke, the faithful servant, mounted on a good horse,
 6  7,2|        asked. ~"Sir," answered the servant, "it is a messenger from
 7  7,2|           Craeke! the confidential servant of Mynheer John de Witt?
 8  7,3|           Oh, sir! sir!" cried the servant, rushing into the dry-room
 9  7,3|         fly! fly quick!" cried the servant. ~"Fly! and what for?" ~"
10  7,3|          are coming up!" cried the servant. ~"Oh, my dear child, my
11  8,1|          even get up when his only servant - who envied the lot of
12  8,1|          the height of fever. ~His servant entered the room; Boxtel
13  8,1| counterpane. ~"Oh, sir!" cried the servant, not without some inkling
14  8,1|           At all events," said the servant, "I shall go and inquire
15  8,1|        approval of the zeal of his servant by dumb show. ~The man went
16  8,2|         Why, to be sure," said the servant to himself, whilst leaving
17 11,1|          his bulbs, John de Witt's servant entered his dry-room, and
18 11,1|            like a vague dream; the servant had disappeared, and as
19 14,1|         but also his pigeons. ~The servant, having been left without
20 14,1|     hospitality; and when Boxtel's servant reclaimed them with culinary
21 22,2|           honour to be your humble servant, ~"Rosa Gryphus. ~"That'
22 25,2|        President," she said to the servant, "that I want to speak to
23 27,2|        sent to Dort by Craeke, the servant of his brother John, to