Chapter

 1  5,2| from Dort to Mons began to talk of Mynheer van Baerle's
 2  7,2|    no one. And people will talk of my Tulipa nigra Barlaensis
 3 11,2|  guilders!" ~"Well, let us talk seriously, my dear child:
 4 15,1|    he began in the dark to talk to the prisoner. ~The dog,
 5 16,2|  was, people cannot always talk about tulips. ~They therefore
 6 20,1|  as you call him, so often talk about what is the soil best
 7 21,2|  be in love with." ~"Don't talk in that way, you naughty
 8 21,2|     besides which he might talk of his tulip as much as
 9 29,2| true philosopher, "let him talk; what does it matter to
10 30,1|  chatty soldier, who would talk without being questioned. ~