Chapter

1 16,1|    my dear Rosa, a man may steal a guilder, and risk the
2 16,1| likely that some one might steal a hundred thousand guilders." ~"
3 22,1|   lover Jacob? People will steal one guilder, why not a hundred
4 23,1| simply made up his mind to steal the tulip; and as it grew
5 23,2|   point. ~The point was to steal the tulip. But in order
6 23,2|    order that Boxtel might steal the tulip, it was necessary