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his seat in the dark corner; where he had himself placed his 
chair。 

Rosa; trembling; pale and terrified; expected to be invited 
in her turn to see the tulip。 

She now heard the voice of Boxtel。 

〃It is he!〃 she exclaimed。 

The Prince made her a sign to go and look through the open 
door into the drawing…room。 

〃It is my tulip;〃 cried Rosa; 〃I recognise it。 Oh; my poor 
Cornelius!〃 

And saying this she burst into tears。 

The Prince rose from his seat; went to the door; where he 
stood for some time with the full light falling upon his 
figure。 

As Rosa's eyes now rested upon him; she felt more than ever 
convinced that this was not the first time she had seen the 
stranger。 

〃Master Boxtel;〃 said the Prince; 〃come in here; if you 
please。〃 

Boxtel eagerly approached; and; finding himself face to face 
with William of Orange; started back。 

〃His Highness!〃 he called out。 

〃His Highness!〃 Rosa repeated in dismay。 

Hearing this exclamation on his left; Boxtel turned round; 
and perceived Rosa。 

At this sight the whole frame of the thief shook as if under 
the influence of a galvanic shock。 

〃Ah!〃 muttered the Prince to himself; 〃he is confused。〃 

But Boxtel; making a violent effort to control his feelings; 
was already himself again。 

〃Master Boxtel;〃 said William; 〃you seem to have discovered 
the secret of growing the black tulip?〃 

〃Yes; your Highness;〃 answered Boxtel; in a voice which 
still betrayed some confusion。 

It is true his agitation might have been attributable to the 
emotion which the man must have felt on suddenly recognising 
the Prince。 

〃But;〃 continued the Stadtholder; 〃here is a young damsel 
who also pretends to have found it。〃 

Boxtel; with a disdainful smile; shrugged his shoulders。 

William watched all his movements with evident interest and 
curiosity。 

〃Then you don't know this young girl?〃 said the Prince。 

〃No; your Highness!〃 

〃And you; child; do you know Master Boxtel?〃 

〃No; I don't know Master Boxtel; but I know Master Jacob。〃 

〃What do you mean?〃 

〃I mean to say that at Loewestein the man who here calls 
himself Isaac Boxtel went by the name of Master Jacob。〃 

〃What do you say to that; Master Boxtel?〃 

〃I say that this damsel lies; your Highness。〃 

〃You deny; therefore; having ever been at Loewestein?〃 

Boxtel hesitated; the fixed and searching glance of the 
proud eye of the Prince prevented him from lying。 

〃I cannot deny having been at Loewestein; your Highness; but 
I deny having stolen the tulip。〃 

〃You have stolen it; and that from my room;〃 cried Rosa; 
with indignation。 

〃I deny it。〃 

〃Now listen to me。 Do you deny having followed me into the 
garden; on the day when I prepared the border where I was to 
plant it? Do you deny having followed me into the garden 
when I pretended to plant it? Do you deny that; on that 
evening; you rushed after my departure to the spot where you 
hoped to find the bulb? Do you deny having dug in the ground 
with your hands  but; thank God! in vain; as it was a 
stratagem to discover your intentions。 Say; do you deny all 
this?〃 

Boxtel did not deem it fit to answer these several charges; 
but; turning to the Prince; continued;  

〃I have now for twenty years grown tulips at Dort。 I have 
even acquired some reputation in this art; one of my hybrids 
is entered in the catalogue under the name of an illustrious 
personage。 I have dedicated it to the King of Portugal。 The 
truth in the matter is as I shall now tell your Highness。 
This damsel knew that I had produced the black tulip; and; 
in concert with a lover of hers in the fortress of 
Loewestein; she formed the plan of ruining me by 
appropriating to herself the prize of a hundred thousand 
guilders; which; with the help of your Highness's justice; I 
hope to gain。〃 

〃Yah!〃 cried Rosa; beyond herself with anger。 

〃Silence!〃 said the Prince。 

Then; turning to Boxtel; he said;  

〃And who is that prisoner to whom you allude as the lover of 
this young woman?〃 

Rosa nearly swooned; for Cornelius was designated as a 
dangerous prisoner; and recommended by the Prince to the 
especial surveillance of the jailer。 

Nothing could have been more agreeable to Boxtel than this 
question。 

〃This prisoner;〃 he said; 〃is a man whose name in itself 
will prove to your Highness what trust you may place in his 
probity。 He is a prisoner of state; who was once condemned 
to death。〃 

〃And his name?〃 

Rosa hid her face in her hands with a movement of despair。 

〃His name is Cornelius van Baerle;〃 said Boxtel; 〃and he is 
godson of that villain Cornelius de Witt。〃 

The Prince gave a start; his generally quiet eye flashed; 
and a death…like paleness spread over his impassible 
features。 

He went up to Rosa; and with his finger; gave her a sign to 
remove her hands from her face。 

Rosa obeyed; as if under mesmeric influence; without having 
seen the sign。 

〃It was; then to follow this man that you came to me at 
Leyden to solicit for the transfer of your father?〃 

Rosa hung down her head; and; nearly choking; said;  

〃Yes; your Highness。〃 

〃Go on;〃 said the Prince to Boxtel。 

〃I have nothing more to say;〃 Isaac continued。 〃Your 
Highness knows all。 But there is one thing which I did not 
intend to say; because I did not wish to make this girl 
blush for her ingratitude。 I came to Loewestein because I 
had business there。 On this occasion I made the acquaintance 
of old Gryphus; and; falling in love with his daughter; made 
an offer of marriage to her; and; not being rich; I 
committed the imprudence of mentioning to them my prospect 
of gaining a hundred thousand guilders; in proof of which I 
showed to them the black tulip。 Her lover having himself 
made a show at Dort of cultivating tulips to hide his 
political intrigues; they now plotted together for my ruin。 
On the eve of the day when the flower was expected to open; 
the tulip was taken away by this young woman。 She carried it 
to her room; from which I had the good luck to recover it at 
the very moment when she had the impudence to despatch a 
messenger to announce to the members of the Horticultural 
Society that she had produced the grand black tulip。 But she 
did not stop there。 There is no doubt that; during the few 
hours which she kept the flower in her room; she showed it 
to some persons whom she may now call as witnesses。 But; 
fortunately; your Highness has now been warned against this 
impostor and her witnesses。〃 

〃Oh; my God; my God! what infamous falsehoods!〃 said Rosa; 
bursting into tears; and throwing herself at the feet of the 
Stadtholder; who; although thinking her guilty; felt pity 
for her dreadful agony。 

〃You have done very wrong; my child;〃 he said; 〃and your 
lover shall be punished for having thus badly advised you。 
For you are so young; and have such an honest look; that I 
am inclined to believe the mischief to have been his doing; 
and not yours。〃 

〃Monseigneur! Monseigneur!〃 cried Rosa; 〃Cornelius is not 
guilty。〃 

William started。 

〃Not guilty of having advised you? that's what you want to 
say; is it not?〃 

〃What I wish to say; your Highness; is that Cornelius is as 
little guilty of the second crime imputed to him as he was 
of the first。〃 

〃Of the first? And do you know what was his first crime? Do 
you know of what he was accused and convicted? Of having; as 
an accomplice of Cornelius de Witt; concealed the 
correspondence of the Grand Pensionary and the Marquis de 
Louvois。〃 

〃Well; sir; he was ignorant of this correspondence being 
deposited with him; completely ignorant。 I am as certain as 
of my life; that; if it were not so; he would have told me; 
for how could that pure mind have harboured a secret without 
revealing it to me? No; no; your Highness; I repeat it; and 
even at the risk of incurring your displeasure; Cornelius is 
no more guilty of the first crime than of the second; and of 
the second no more than of the first。 Oh; would to Heaven 
that you knew my Cornelius; Monseigneur!〃 

〃He is a De Witt!〃 cried Boxtel。 〃His Highness knows onl

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