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1 1,3| morning, my good and fair Rosa; how is my brother?" ~"Oh,
2 2,1| 1~As the fair Rosa, with foreboding doubt,
3 2,1| Gryphus and his daughter Rosa, had reached the door of
4 3,2| staircase he found little Rosa, trembling all over. ~"Oh,
5 3,2| some advice to give you," Rosa said, trembling even more
6 3,3| each other, and then at Rosa, with a glance full of the
7 3,3| do no such thing," said Rosa. ~"Well, and how then?" ~"
8 3,3| never leave me," replied Rosa. ~And then, with a sigh,
9 3,3| been opened for them by Rosa, they emerged into a lonely
10 3,3| the lives of two men." ~Rosa took the hand which John
11 3,3| spirited Flemish horses. Rosa followed them with her eyes
12 3,3| The noise which had made Rosa suppose that the people
13 3,3| He turned round and saw Rosa. ~"Do you hear these madmen?"
14 3,3| populace. ~The dungeon where Rosa had induced her father to
15 9,1| of the Buytenhof. ~What Rosa foresaw had come to pass.
16 9,1| the prison was empty, and Rosa availed herself of this
17 9,1| trembling behind the courageous Rosa. They went to close the
18 9,1| usual place of execution. ~Rosa hid herself this time also,
19 9,1| down upon the sweet face of Rosa, standing, as it were, in
20 9,1| double light from the lamp of Rosa and the lantern of Gryphus
21 9,1| expressed in the face of Rosa, when she saw this pale,
22 10,1| Hush, my father," said Rosa, "you are unjust to this
23 10,1| bandage." ~"Do you hear, Rosa?" said Gryphus, "the prisoner
24 10,1| feel as heavy as lead." ~Rosa lent the sufferer her shoulder;
25 10,1| fetch what is wanted." ~Rosa went down, and immediately
26 10,1| you require, sir?" asked Rosa. ~"Yes, mademoiselle," answered
27 10,2| 2~Rosa pushed the table, Cornelius
28 10,2| the doctor's prescription, Rosa, after having satisfied
29 10,2| And besides," continued Rosa, "the people want to find
30 10,2| stood immovable, looking at Rosa, yet looking at her as if
31 10,2| you." ~"Never mind," said Rosa, blushing, "never mind that." ~"
32 10,2| said in an undertone to Rosa - ~"My child, I am innocent,
33 10,2| easy mind." ~"Hush," said Rosa. ~"Why hush?" ~"My father
34 10,2| come here any more," said Rosa. ~Cornelius received this
35 10,2| his left. ~"Nothing," said Rosa; "the doctor is explaining
36 10,2| the way, and be quick." ~Rosa and Cornelius exchanged
37 10,2| exchanged glances. ~That of Rosa tried to express, - ~"There,
38 11,1| 1~Rosa had not been mistaken; the
39 11,2| introduced the Recorder, Rosa, the fair Frisian maid,
40 11,2| look from whom it came; but Rosa, who had foreseen this movement,
41 11,2| Cornelius beheld the face of Rosa, blanched with grief, and
42 11,2| ask a favour of you," said Rosa, extending her arms partly
43 11,2| heaven. ~"Don't weep so, Rosa," said the prisoner, "for
44 11,2| what you want, my pretty Rosa." ~She fell on her knees. "
45 11,2| He is punished, my dear Rosa, more than punished, by
46 11,2| I thank you, sir," said Rosa. "And now tell me - oh,
47 11,2| to want anything, my dear Rosa." ~"The clergyman whom they
48 11,2| speak, speak!" exclaimed Rosa, still bathed in tears. ~"
49 11,2| child." ~"Laugh," exclaimed Rosa, frantic with grief, "laugh
50 11,2| you not see my tears?" ~"Rosa, you are no stranger to
51 11,2| have any further regret." ~Rosa felt a shudder creeping
52 11,2| he said, "you are right, Rosa." ~Then, taking the paper
53 11,2| to be loved. Don't blush, Rosa, nor turn away; and even
54 11,2| end to my boldness. Well, Rosa, I loved flowers dearly,
55 11,2| it, which you may take, Rosa, as I make you a present
56 11,2| Cornelius!" ~"Yes, yes, Rosa, you may take them; you
57 11,2| However, you see well, Rosa, that I am abandoned by
58 11,2| face; you shall have them, Rosa, dear Rosa, and I ask nothing
59 11,2| shall have them, Rosa, dear Rosa, and I ask nothing in return
60 11,2| flowers. Don't interrupt me, Rosa dear, I have only a few
61 11,3| guilders will be paid to you." ~Rosa heaved a deep sigh. ~"And
62 11,3| the tulip should be called Rosa Barlaensis, that is to say,
63 11,3| write it down for you." ~Rosa sobbed afresh, and handed
64 11,3| prisoner. ~"Alas!" replied Rosa, "it is the Bible of your
65 11,3| pencil in the Bible," said Rosa. ~This was the pencil which
66 11,3| scaffold, I bequeath to Rosa Gryphus the only worldly
67 11,3| confiscated; I bequeath, I say, to Rosa Gryphus three bulbs, which
68 11,3| new species, the name of Rosa Barlaensis, that is to say,
69 11,3| then, giving the Bible to Rosa, said, - ~"Read." ~"Alas!"
70 11,3| Cornelius then read to Rosa the testament that he had
71 11,3| difficulty uttered these words, Rosa almost swooned away in the
72 11,3| Oh God! Oh God!" cried Rosa, wringing her hands. "And
73 11,3| sake, and now farewell, Rosa." ~"Yes, yes," she said,
74 11,3| staircase which Cornelius and Rosa had heard was caused by
75 11,3| eyes the angelic look of Rosa, but he saw, behind the
76 11,3| long golden locks. ~But Rosa, whilst falling down senseless,
77 11,3| convulsively clinched fingers of Rosa the yellowish leaf from
78 12,1| perpetual imprisonment; Rosa will be there, and also
79 12,1| for the tulips! And then Rosa will not be at Loewestein!" ~ ~
80 13,1| at the window the face of Rosa, brightening up again. ~
81 13,1| then addressed himself to Rosa, offering to buy her a head-dress
82 13,1| clung to the idea which Rosa had suggested: he went to
83 13,1| did not calculate upon: - ~Rosa, that is to say, love; ~
84 13,1| say, clemency. ~But for Rosa and William, the calculations
85 13,2| would have died. ~But for Rosa, Cornelius would have died
86 14,1| little note enclosed for Rosa. ~Van Baerle's nurse had
87 14,2| sweet harmonious voice of Rosa. ~Let us confess it, Cornelius
88 14,2| empty wing; and, knowing Rosa, he expected, if the note
89 14,2| question now was, whether Rosa, who had made the journey
90 14,2| in the door opened, and Rosa, beaming with joy, and beautiful
91 14,2| uttered a cry of joy, - ~"Oh, Rosa, Rosa!" ~"Hush! let us speak
92 14,2| cry of joy, - ~"Oh, Rosa, Rosa!" ~"Hush! let us speak low:
93 14,2| I can manage it." ~"Oh, Rosa, my beautiful Rosa, do you
94 14,2| Oh, Rosa, my beautiful Rosa, do you love me a little?" ~"
95 14,2| is my father," said she. ~Rosa then abruptly drew back
96 15,1| prisoners. ~"Father," said Rosa, "here is the famous prison
97 15,1| executioner. ~But the fair Rosa called him to her side. ~"
98 15,1| ironically at the old jailer, Rosa, from the outside, answered
99 15,1| said Cornelius, looking at Rosa. ~"Yes, yes, too much of
100 15,2| and squeeze the hand of Rosa, who whispered to him, - ~"
101 15,2| happiness of having seen Rosa again. ~This visit of the
102 15,2| hope, which the presence of Rosa had reawakened in his heart. ~
103 15,2| outside. ~"Here I am," said Rosa, out of breath from running
104 15,2| here I am." ~"Oh, my good Rosa." ~"You are then glad to
105 15,2| you." ~"Oh, I thank you, Rosa, dear Rosa." ~Saying these
106 15,2| I thank you, Rosa, dear Rosa." ~Saying these words, Cornelius
107 15,2| near the little window that Rosa withdrew hers. ~"I have
108 15,2| had not yet dared to ask Rosa what she had done with the
109 15,2| you know." ~"What, my dear Rosa, you thought, even before
110 15,2| If I thought of it," said Rosa, allowing her love to get
111 15,2| And, saying these words, Rosa looked so exceedingly pretty,
112 15,2| to thank the young lady. ~Rosa, however, drew back as before. ~"
113 15,2| Oh, you received letters, Rosa?" ~"By hundreds." ~"But
114 15,2| all these notes, my dear Rosa?" ~"Formerly," she answered, "
115 15,2| beaming with love and joy. ~Rosa cast down her eyes, blushing.
116 15,2| outburst of tenderness, Rosa grew very pale, - perhaps
117 15,2| Cornelius was again alone. ~Rosa had fled so precipitately,
118 16,1| liked, the prison, with Rosa and his bulbs, would have
119 16,1| habitation in the world without Rosa and his bulbs. ~Rosa, in
120 16,1| without Rosa and his bulbs. ~Rosa, in fact, had promised to
121 16,1| the great astonishment of Rosa, Van Baerle pushed back
122 16,1| ship. Only think, my dear Rosa, that the question is to
123 16,1| have traced out for us." ~Rosa was all attention to what
124 16,1| I will explain to you, Rosa," he said. "I dare say you
125 16,1| very fine garden," said Rosa, "it runs along the edge
126 16,1| In this manner, my dear Rosa, it is impossible that we
127 16,1| I know it all now," said Rosa. "I will bring you the soil
128 16,1| is no hurry for it, dear Rosa; our tulips need not be
129 16,1| You comprehend, my dear Rosa, a man may steal a guilder,
130 16,2| you, thank you, my dear Rosa. All the joy of my life
131 16,2| for retiring had struck, Rosa drew back her head, and
132 16,2| or because this hand was Rosa's? We shall leave this point
133 16,2| wiser heads than ours. ~Rosa withdrew with the other
134 16,2| interest to the prisoner. ~Rosa, as we have seen, had returned
135 16,2| Not a day passed on which Rosa did not come to have her
136 16,2| concerning whose cultivation Rosa was taught all the mysteries
137 16,2| conversation may comprise. ~Only Rosa had made it a habit to keep
138 16,2| returned - the dependence of Rosa on her father. ~Indeed,
139 16,2| him, when Cornelius and Rosa would again be separated. ~"
140 16,2| then be?" said Cornelius to Rosa, "as you, my dear girl,
141 16,2| return." ~"Well," answered Rosa, who in her heart was as
142 16,2| employ it even better," said Rosa, smiling. "Teach me to read
143 16,2| before us," said Cornelius. ~Rosa smiled, and quietly shrugged
144 16,2| will you still look at poor Rosa, the daughter of a jailer,
145 16,2| forget everything, even Rosa herself. ~"Very well, indeed,"
146 16,2| leaves protruding. And yours Rosa?" ~"Oh, I have done things
147 16,2| directions." ~"Now, let me hear, Rosa, what you have done," said
148 16,2| or pebble." ~"Well done, Rosa, well done." ~"I am now
149 16,2| you are a good pupil, Rosa, and you are sure to gain
150 16,2| Don't forget," said Rosa, smiling, "that your pupil,
151 16,2| am as anxious as you are, Rosa, that you should learn to
152 16,2| shall we read?" ~"Oh," said Rosa, "I have a book, - a book
153 16,2| On the following evening Rosa returned with the Bible
154 17,1| evening, as we have said, Rosa returned with the Bible
155 17,1| read each other's faces. ~Rosa therefore had to press the
156 17,1| afford her a little rest. Rosa was then enabled to follow
157 17,1| illuminated the rich complexion of Rosa, her blue liquid eyes, and
158 17,1| transparency of the flesh tint. ~Rosa's intellect rapidly developed
159 17,1| to smooth them away. ~And Rosa, after having returned to
160 17,1| don't believe that," said Rosa, smiling; "if that worthy
161 17,1| You?" ~"Why not?" said Rosa, smiling. ~"Ah, that's true,"
162 17,1| Cornelius." ~"Thank you, Rosa, you are right; well, I
163 17,1| not know you." ~"Go on, Rosa, pray do, that I may guess
164 17,1| you?" ~"I have no friends, Rosa; I have only my old nurse,
165 17,1| this he looked anxiously at Rosa, eagerly waiting for her
166 17,1| Young? handsome?" cried Rosa, bursting into a laugh. "
167 17,1| any rate, if he loves you, Rosa, which is very likely, as
168 17,1| and of absence, won't you, Rosa?" ~"I shall read it, if
169 17,1| conversation took began to make Rosa uneasy, she asked, - ~"By
170 17,1| your tulip going on?" ~"Oh, Rosa, only imagine my joy, this
171 17,1| You hope, then?" said Rosa, smiling. ~"Yes, yes, I
172 17,1| value; and so, my dearest Rosa, be careful in locking up
173 17,2| might be Mynheer Jacob." ~Rosa rushed toward the staircase,
174 17,2| of agony, uttered by poor Rosa, who, trembling and pale,
175 17,2| For shame, my father," Rosa chimed in, "it is indeed
176 17,2| Father, father!" cried Rosa. ~"Yes, yes! it is better
177 17,2| Mynheer Cornelius," said Rosa, in a low voice, who understood
178 18 | 18. Rosa's Lover~
179 18,1| 1~Rosa had scarcely pronounced
180 18,1| you hear, father?" said Rosa. ~"What?" ~"Master Jacob
181 18,1| the staircase, he said to Rosa: "Just lead the way, Miss." ~
182 18,1| grief, and which was called Rosa. ~In the evening she came
183 18,1| that moment!" continued Rosa. "I really thought he would
184 18,1| So, then, my pretty Rosa,' he said, with a voice
185 18,2| afraid he is." ~"Tell me, Rosa," continued Cornelius, with
186 18,2| Not one, indeed." ~"Rosa," said Cornelius, growing
187 18,2| is very possible," said Rosa. ~"Will you make sure of
188 18,2| as he does." ~"Oh!" said Rosa, with a sigh, "you are very
189 18,2| Now just hear me," said Rosa; "will you try something
190 18,2| deserve to be forgiven. No, Rosa, no; to-morrow we shall
191 18,2| his veins; watch over it, Rosa! Some voice within me tells
192 18,2| Mynheer Cornelius," said Rosa, with a sweet mixture of
193 18,2| detestable Master Jacob, - well, Rosa, don't hesitate for one
194 18,2| come to see me any more." ~Rosa felt her heart sink within
195 18,2| he ever had in his life. ~Rosa was vexed with him, and
196 18,2| no more news, either of Rosa or of his tulips. ~We have
197 18,2| inclined to regret the loss of Rosa; and when, at about three
198 19,1| 1~But poor Rosa, in her secluded chamber,
199 19,1| tulip than of her; and yet Rosa was mistaken. ~But as there
200 19,1| The fact was, that, as Rosa was a high-spirited creature,
201 19,1| although he might find Rosa a pleasant companion for
202 19,1| flowers, rather than upon poor Rosa, the jailer's lowly child. ~
203 19,1| jailer's lowly child. ~Thus Rosa understood Cornelius's preference
204 19,1| was not to be Cornelius. ~Rosa therefore applied herself
205 19,1| moment he loved me." ~Poor Rosa! she was mistaken. Never
206 19,1| between the black tulip and Rosa the tulip had had to yield
207 19,1| Cornelius's heart. ~But Rosa was not aware of it. ~Having
208 19,1| of writing. ~As, however, Rosa was already able to write
209 19,1| sacrifice everything, and even Rosa, but as a marvellous combination
210 19,1| which was the fear lest Rosa should not come in the evening
211 19,1| words which he had said to Rosa on the evening before and
212 19,1| whereas to him the sight of Rosa had become a condition of
213 19,1| himself, - ~"Here comes Rosa." ~This evening none of
214 19,1| This was the hour at which Rosa generally used to leave
215 19,1| The hour had struck, but Rosa had not come. ~Thus then
216 19,1| foreboding had not deceived him; Rosa, being vexed, shut herself
217 19,2| out, and to inquire about Rosa. He even very nearly made
218 19,2| extraordinary occasions, Rosa never came during the day.
219 19,2| entertained some latent hope that Rosa would, somehow or other,
220 19,2| separated him for ever from Rosa? ~The evening closing in,
221 19,2| planted. He had said to Rosa, - ~"I shall tell you the
222 19,2| although so pale. How if Rosa allowed the right moment
223 19,2| on the left spoken of by Rosa, who had told him that its
224 19,2| light of the April sun, Rosa or the tulip, the two lost
225 19,2| get rid of our scholar." ~Rosa was startled. ~"Nonsense!"
226 19,2| chest will be a coffin." ~Rosa grew pale as death. ~"Ah!"
227 19,2| have recognized as that of Rosa, so much had she improved
228 19,2| Although these few words of Rosa's somewhat soothed the grief
229 19,2| was at the bottom of them. Rosa, then, was not ill, she
230 19,2| voluntarily stayed away. Thus Rosa, being at liberty, found
231 19,2| paper and a pencil which Rosa had brought to him. He guessed
232 19,2| attention, but he neither heard Rosa's footsteps nor the rustling
233 19,2| eight days Cornelius and Rosa had not seen each other. ~ ~
234 20,1| grated little window, just as Rosa had been in the habit of
235 20,1| from the door, perceived Rosa, who at last was waiting
236 20,1| that you did not eat," said Rosa; "my father told me that
237 20,1| Seeing your return, my dear Rosa, I thought you had received
238 20,1| poor prisoner looked at Rosa, his eyes sparkling with
239 20,1| not, understand this look, Rosa answered gravely, - ~"I
240 20,1| uppermost in your mind." ~Rosa pronounced those few words
241 20,1| again! Have I not told you, Rosa, that I thought but of you?
242 20,1| liberty and of life itself?" ~Rosa smiled with a melancholy
243 20,1| alarmed; "what danger?" ~Rosa looked at him with gentle
244 20,1| information than he had been when Rosa, a fortnight before, had
245 20,1| was coming for her sake. ~Rosa saw this alarm, and Cornelius
246 20,1| running. ~"Oh, pardon me, Rosa!" he said, "I know you,
247 20,1| given nothing of the sort." ~Rosa, without replying to this
248 20,1| Once more, pardon me, Rosa!" he cried. "I was wrong
249 20,1| On the following day," Rosa continued, "remembering
250 20,1| I do hate him," said Rosa, "as he is the cause of
251 20,1| too, have been unhappy, Rosa? I thank you a thousand
252 20,1| advice which he had given to Rosa. ~"Yes, and I stooped over
253 20,1| intentions. But the bulb, Rosa; what have you done with
254 20,1| its being stolen," said Rosa, "unless Jacob will force
255 20,1| comfortable on that score," said Rosa, smiling; "your bulb is
256 20,2| now what is the aspect, Rosa?" ~"At present it has the
257 20,2| perfect gardener, my pretty Rosa. But I am afraid the nursing
258 20,2| Yes, it will," said Rosa; "but never mind. Your tulip
259 20,2| by becoming its mother," Rosa added, smilingly, "can I
260 20,2| rival." ~"My kind and pretty Rosa!" muttered Cornelius casting
261 20,2| gardener, and which afforded Rosa some consolation. ~Then,
262 20,2| for the receding hand of Rosa, he said, - ~"Do you mean
263 20,2| about yourself, won't you, Rosa? I care very much for the
264 20,2| mother." ~"To-morrow?" said Rosa, looking at Cornelius askance. "
265 20,2| Cornelius. ~"Yes," said Rosa, "to love your tulip." ~"
266 20,2| your tulip." ~"To love you, Rosa." ~Rosa shook her head,
267 20,2| To love you, Rosa." ~Rosa shook her head, after which
268 20,2| broke the silence, - "well, Rosa, everything changes in the
269 20,2| does all this mean?" asked Rosa. ~"You have abandoned me,
270 20,2| have abandoned me, Miss Rosa, to seek your pleasure elsewhere.
271 20,2| fidelity?" ~"My fidelity!" Rosa exclaimed, with her eyes
272 20,2| Mynheer Cornelius," said Rosa, "am I not doing everything
273 20,2| tulip?" ~"You are bitter, Rosa, you reproach me with the
274 20,2| You are displeased, Rosa, my sweet girl, with my
275 20,2| me." ~"Oh, my dear, dear Rosa! look how my hands tremble;
276 20,2| accustomed myself; but love me, Rosa, love me; for I feel deeply
277 20,2| the black tulip," sighed Rosa, who at last no longer coyly
278 20,2| everything in this world, Rosa." ~"May I believe you?" ~"
279 20,2| bound; but it binds you, Rosa, you." ~"To what?" ~"First
280 20,2| beauty you are talking of, Rosa?" said Cornelius, trying
281 20,2| remember a woman to whom Rosa might possibly be alluding. ~"
282 20,2| to you. Do you remember Rosa, what you told me of the
283 20,2| as he was, to him alone Rosa owed the faculty of reading
284 20,2| received. ~"As to that," said Rosa, "I think that in reading
285 20,2| instructions, sir," said Rosa, sighing in her turn; "have
286 20,2| evenings to find him." ~"But, Rosa, the will was made in the
287 20,2| to see you." ~"That's it, Rosa, come! come!" ~"Under one
288 20,2| any more, if you wish it, Rosa." ~"No, no," the damsel
289 20,2| touch it with his lips. ~Rosa uttered a little scream,
290 21,1| Master Jacob, and our pretty Rosa?" ~Gryphus ground his teeth,
291 21,1| leaves of white paper which Rosa had given to Van Baerle,
292 21,1| that day was Cornelius; Rosa came at nine. ~She was without
293 21,1| of his tulip. ~He found Rosa pretty, good, graceful,
294 21,1| and charming. ~But why did Rosa object to the tulip being
295 21,1| indeed a great defect in Rosa. ~Cornelius confessed to
296 21,1| was awake he thought of Rosa. ~After having fallen asleep,
297 21,1| dreamed of her. ~But the Rosa of his dreams was by far
298 21,1| far more perfect than the Rosa of real life. Not only did
299 21,1| real life. Not only did the Rosa of his dreams speak of the
300 21,1| joy, and muttering, - ~"Rosa, Rosa, I love you." ~And
301 21,1| and muttering, - ~"Rosa, Rosa, I love you." ~And as it
302 21,1| engaged when he awoke. ~Ah! if Rosa had only conversed about
303 21,1| the world has seen. ~But Rosa had forbidden it under pain
304 21,1| under pain of not returning; Rosa had forbidden the least
305 21,1| seventy-two hours during which Rosa would not allow the tulip
306 21,1| rejoicing in its remembrance. ~Rosa came at the same hour, and
307 21,2| venture on a belief that Rosa would, of her own accord,
308 21,2| daughter, the tulip," said Rosa. ~"What!" cried Cornelius, "
309 21,2| permission, then?" ~"I do," said Rosa, with the tone of an affectionate
310 21,2| pleasure to her child. ~"Ah, Rosa!" said Cornelius, putting
311 21,2| warm and half open lips. ~Rosa uttered a slight scream. ~
312 21,2| unexpected kiss had frightened Rosa. ~"Is it growing up straight?" ~"
313 21,2| Straight as a rocket," said Rosa. ~"How high?" ~"At least
314 21,2| least two inches." ~"Oh, Rosa, take good care of it, and
315 21,2| tulip." ~"Of nothing else, Rosa? Why, now I shall grow jealous
316 21,2| there." ~"You are right Rosa, it is your dowry, you know." ~"
317 21,2| of the happiest of men. Rosa allowed him to press her
318 21,2| formed?" ~"It is," repeated Rosa. ~Cornelius trembled with
319 21,2| Then, turning again to Rosa, he continued his questions. ~"
320 21,2| to open." ~Two days after Rosa announced that they were
321 21,2| they were open. ~"Open, Rosa!" cried Cornelius. "Is the
322 21,2| breath. ~"Yes," answered Rosa, "one may already distinguish
323 21,2| trembling. ~"Oh," answered Rosa, "it is very dark!" ~"Brown?" ~"
324 21,2| that." ~"Darker, my good Rosa, darker? Thank you. Dark
325 21,2| may be compared to you, Rosa!" ~"Indeed!" said Rosa,
326 21,2| Rosa!" ~"Indeed!" said Rosa, smiling at his enthusiasm. ~"
327 21,2| smiling at his enthusiasm. ~"Rosa, you have worked with such
328 21,2| have done so much for me! Rosa, my tulip is about to flower,
329 21,2| and it will flower black! Rosa, Rosa, you are the most
330 21,2| will flower black! Rosa, Rosa, you are the most perfect
331 21,2| my pleasure. But tell me, Rosa, - as the tulip is so far
332 21,2| your hand and your cheek, Rosa, when by chance they are
333 21,2| are near the grating." ~Rosa drew near, not by accident,
334 21,2| wish it." ~"Oh, no, no, Rosa! when it is open, place
335 21,2| messenger. Have you any money, Rosa?" ~Rosa smiled. ~"Oh, yes!"
336 21,2| Have you any money, Rosa?" ~Rosa smiled. ~"Oh, yes!" she
337 21,2| must not send a messenger, Rosa, but you must go to Haarlem
338 21,2| Ah! that's true, my sweet Rosa. Oh, my God! how wicked
339 21,2| liberty? You are right, Rosa, I cannot live without you.
340 21,2| with a faltering voice, - ~"Rosa, Rosa, if after all it should
341 21,2| faltering voice, - ~"Rosa, Rosa, if after all it should
342 21,2| until evening to know it, Rosa! I shall die with impatience.
343 21,2| second inspection." ~"Yes, Rosa, let it be so. One word
344 21,2| ten o'clock strikes," said Rosa, "I must now leave you." ~"
345 21,2| yes," said Cornelius, "go, Rosa, go!" ~Rosa withdrew, almost
346 21,2| Cornelius, "go, Rosa, go!" ~Rosa withdrew, almost melancholy,
347 22,1| heard the gentle voice of Rosa calling him. He then started
348 22,1| and the lobby was empty. ~Rosa, no doubt, would be watching
349 22,1| Night came, and with it Rosa, joyous and cheerful as
350 22,1| Good Heavens! my dear Rosa, I have been dreaming all
351 22,1| the first place of you," (Rosa made a sign of incredulity,) "
352 22,1| Jove!" ~"Be quiet," said Rosa, smiling, "he is still under
353 22,1| if I bade him." ~"Well, Rosa, this lad may be at Haarlem
354 22,1| able to carry it ourselves, Rosa, it would never have left
355 22,1| the last. And above all, Rosa, before the President has
356 22,1| playing such a trick," said Rosa. ~"And if on your return
357 22,1| it open?" ~"Well?" ~"Oh, Rosa, whenever it opens, remember
358 22,1| you. Yes, I understand." ~Rosa sighed, yet without any
359 22,1| set out immediately." ~"Rosa, Rosa, I don't know to what
360 22,1| out immediately." ~"Rosa, Rosa, I don't know to what wonder
361 22,1| night, my friend," said Rosa, a little consoled. ~"Say, '
362 22,1| entreat you, say 'very dear,' Rosa, very dear." ~"Very dear,
363 22,1| dear, yes, very dear," said Rosa, with a beating heart, beyond
364 22,1| have said 'very dear,' dear Rosa, say also 'most happy':
365 22,1| I only lack one thing, Rosa." ~"And that is?" ~"Your
366 22,1| your soft, rosy cheek. Oh, Rosa, give it me of your own
367 22,1| a hundred years later. ~Rosa made her escape. ~Cornelius
368 22,2| Down there," he said, "is Rosa, watching like myself, and
369 22,2| minute; down there, under Rosa's eyes, is the mysterious
370 22,2| expands, which opens, perhaps Rosa holds in this moment the
371 22,2| fingers. Touch it gently, Rosa. Perhaps she touches with
372 22,2| chalice. Touch it cautiously, Rosa, your lips are burning.
373 22,2| door, his lips met those of Rosa, who told him, with a kiss, - ~"
374 22,2| black and shining as jet. ~"Rosa," said Cornelius, almost
375 22,2| Cornelius, almost gasping, "Rosa, there is not one moment
376 22,2| dearest Cornelius," said Rosa. ~"Is it, indeed?" ~"Whilst
377 22,2| note he had received from Rosa, as follows: - ~"Mynheer
378 22,2| that it should be called Rosa Barlaensis. ~"It has opened;
379 22,2| be your humble servant, ~"Rosa Gryphus. ~"That's it, dear
380 22,2| Gryphus. ~"That's it, dear Rosa, that's it. Your letter
381 22,2| Haarlem; give it to me, Rosa, give it to me." ~And with
382 22,2| of Haarlem." ~"And now, Rosa, go, go," said Cornelius, "
383 23,1| of his designing to marry Rosa. ~Besides thus offering
384 23,1| also made some way with Rosa; not, indeed, in her affections,
385 23,1| imprudence in following Rosa into the garden had unmasked
386 23,1| began to dodge the steps of Rosa, not only following her
387 23,1| heard except once, when Rosa thought she saw something
388 23,1| Taken in by the stratagem of Rosa, who had feigned to put
389 23,1| watched himself. ~He saw Rosa conveying a large flower-pot
390 23,1| kitchen to her bedroom. He saw Rosa washing in pails of water
391 23,1| he hired, just opposite Rosa's window, a little attic,
392 23,1| on at the Loewestein in Rosa's room, just as at Dort
393 23,1| figures of Mieris and Metzys, Rosa appeared at that window
394 23,1| encircling her window. ~Rosa watched the flower-pot with
395 23,1| threatened to be too cold, Rosa took in the flower-pot. ~
396 23,1| the sun became too hot, Rosa likewise took in the pot
397 23,1| to the love and care of Rosa. ~For it may well be imagined
398 23,1| second bulb from the care of Rosa. ~Certainly this was no
399 23,1| this was no easy task. ~Rosa watched over her tulip as
400 23,1| or a dove over her eggs. ~Rosa never left her room during
401 23,1| days Boxtel in vain watched Rosa; she was always at her post. ~
402 23,1| same time of all news of Rosa and of his tulip. ~Would
403 23,1| Would the coolness between Rosa and Cornelius last for ever? ~
404 23,2| tulip, it was necessary that Rosa should leave her room. ~
405 23,2| of all took advantage of Rosa's absence to make himself
406 23,2| one and in good order, but Rosa always took the key with
407 23,2| those delightful hours which Rosa and Cornelius passed together
408 23,2| the aid of a small file. ~Rosa's door thus opened without
409 23,2| and the third, to enter Rosa's room by means of a false
410 23,2| the key, he might enter Rosa's chamber whenever he liked -
411 23,2| grated window, Boxtel entered Rosa's chamber to watch the progress
412 23,2| words before Cornelius sent Rosa back to watch over the tulip. ~
413 23,2| over the tulip. ~Seeing Rosa enter her room ten minutes
414 23,2| in the morning Boxtel saw Rosa leaving the chamber; but
415 23,2| more likely. ~He followed Rosa in his stocking feet, walking
416 23,2| concerted between Cornelius and Rosa to send a messenger to Haarlem.
417 23,2| then heard Cornelius send Rosa away. ~He saw Rosa extinguish
418 23,2| send Rosa away. ~He saw Rosa extinguish the light and
419 23,2| by step from his story as Rosa descended from hers; so
420 23,2| lighter hand the lock of Rosa's chamber. ~And in that
421 23,2| the false key which opened Rosa's door as easily as did
422 24,1| standing on the spot where Rosa had left him. He was quite
423 24,1| pale and distracted face of Rosa. ~He started, and turned
424 24,1| tell you?" ~"Speak, speak, Rosa!" ~"Some one has taken -
425 24,1| Cornelius. ~"Yes," said Rosa, leaning against the door
426 24,1| fault, my friend." ~Poor Rosa! she no longer dared to
427 24,1| it will kill me!" ~Seeing Rosa's distress, Cornelius seized
428 24,1| shaking them, called out, - ~"Rosa, Rosa, we have been robbed,
429 24,1| them, called out, - ~"Rosa, Rosa, we have been robbed, it
430 24,1| may perhaps be remedied. Rosa, we know the thief!" ~"Alas!
431 24,1| the child of our love? Rosa, we must pursue, we must
432 24,1| not attain yourself?" ~"Rosa, Rosa, open this door to
433 24,1| attain yourself?" ~"Rosa, Rosa, open this door to me, and
434 24,1| for mercy." ~"Alas!" cried Rosa, sobbing, "can I open the
435 24,1| for Heaven's sake!" ~"Oh, Rosa, if you don't open the door
436 24,1| my friend!" ~"I tell you, Rosa, that I shall demolish this
437 24,2| 2~Rosa, in her fright, made vain
438 24,2| Well, then, yes," said Rosa, all in a tremble. "Yes,
439 24,2| her. ~"My father!" cried Rosa. ~"Gryphus!" roared Van
440 24,2| I teach you - won't I?" ~Rosa clasped her hands in despair. ~"
441 24,2| be quiet, - we shall." ~Rosa, beyond herself with terror
442 24,2| fortress by the door which Rosa herself had opened. He carried
443 25,1| 1~Rosa, on leaving Cornelius, had
444 25,1| years were now crushed. ~Rosa was one of those women who
445 25,1| tulip was indeed stolen. ~Rosa made up a little parcel
446 25,1| able to procure a vehicle, Rosa was obliged to take a horse,
447 25,1| jailer of the fortress. ~Rosa hoped to overtake her messenger,
448 25,1| gone a league and a half. ~Rosa took from him the note,
449 25,1| keep pace with the horse if Rosa would allow him to take
450 25,1| had already the start of Rosa and her companion by four
451 25,1| daughter weeping in her room, Rosa was making the best of her
452 25,1| Gryphus thought him to be. ~Rosa was so little with her father
453 25,1| but, loud as he knocked, Rosa answered not. ~The locksmith
454 25,1| but Gryphus no more found Rosa than she had found the tulip. ~
455 25,1| After having sought for Rosa in every direction, Gryphus
456 25,1| Boxtel had arrived there. ~Rosa, first of all, caused herself
457 25,2| handwriting of the President. ~Rosa was announced simply as
458 25,2| was announced simply as Rosa Gryphus; but as her name,
459 25,2| was refused admittance. ~Rosa, however, was by no means
460 25,2| ambassadors. ~"Yes, sir," answered Rosa; "I come at least to speak
461 25,2| sir, I don't know," said Rosa. ~"How is that? could any
462 25,2| the black tulip!" cried Rosa, rushing up to Mynheer van
463 25,2| other besides mine?" asked Rosa, trembling. ~"Yes, - that
464 25,2| awarded." ~"Oh, sir!" cried Rosa, "this Boxtel - this Isaac
465 25,2| Van Systens, looking at Rosa. "What! you are here to
466 25,2| Oh, sir, sir!" said Rosa, imploringly. ~"Only, my
467 25,2| had been interrupted by Rosa's visit. ~ ~ ~
468 26,1| 1~Rosa, beyond herself and nearly
469 26,1| in the great market-place Rosa at once stopped, a sudden
470 26,1| doors opening and shutting, Rosa alone was unconscious of
471 26,1| Everywhere on her way Rosa heard people speaking only
472 26,1| wildfire through the town. ~Rosa had not a little difficulty
473 26,1| But when he recognised Rosa, whom in his own mind he
474 26,1| wanted to send her away. ~Rosa, however, clasped her hands,
475 26,1| was the second time that Rosa interrupted him in the midst
476 26,1| Mynheer van Systens," Rosa continued, with the firmness
477 26,1| them?" ~"After all," said Rosa, in her despair, "you are
478 26,1| which he had even stolen?" ~Rosa's speech seemed to have
479 26,1| without any longer heeding Rosa, whom he left in his cabinet. ~
480 26,2| then entered the cabinet. ~Rosa was still standing at the
481 26,2| the Prince, as he observed Rosa's gold brocade headdress
482 26,2| to tell you, sir," said Rosa, "beside that which I have
483 26,2| since the first words of Rosa, seemed to try to remember
484 26,2| with his book, he watched Rosa with even more attention
485 26,2| experienced florist, I dare say?" ~Rosa hesitated a moment; then
486 26,2| tone of his voice startled Rosa, who was sure she had heard
487 26,2| appearance. ~"Yes," said Rosa, with a faltering voice, "
488 26,2| Society. ~"Ah, sir," said Rosa, addressing the person whom
489 26,2| flowers." ~"So it is, sir," Rosa murmured in dismay; "yes,
490 26,2| observing the fright of Rosa and the pallor of the President,
491 26,2| Horticultural Society. ~Rosa, reassured by this sort
492 26,2| you knew the prisoner." ~Rosa opened her large eyes and
493 26,2| Loewestein." ~"Sir," said Rosa, blushing. ~"Finish what
494 27,1| himself placed his chair. ~Rosa, trembling, pale and terrified,
495 27,1| It is my tulip," cried Rosa, "I recognise it. Oh, my
496 27,1| falling upon his figure. ~As Rosa's eyes now rested upon him,
497 27,1| called out. ~"His Highness!" Rosa repeated in dismay. ~Hearing
498 27,1| turned round, and perceived Rosa. ~At this sight the whole
499 27,1| that from my room," cried Rosa, with indignation. ~"I deny
500 27,1| to gain." ~"Yah!" cried Rosa, beyond herself with anger. ~"