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"
Then
leave
the
place
to
us
,
and
you
will
perform
the
part
of
a
good
citizen
.
"
"
First
of
all
,
"
said
the
Count
,
"
I
am
not
a
citizen
,
but
an
officer
,
which
is
a
very
different
thing
;
and
secondly
,
I
am
not
a
Hollander
,
but
a
Frenchman
,
which
is
more
different
still
.
I
have
to
do
with
no
one
but
the
States
,
by
whom
I
am
paid
;
let
me
see
an
order
from
them
to
leave
the
place
to
you
,
and
I
shall
only
be
too
glad
to
wheel
off
in
an
instant
,
as
I
am
confoundedly
bored
here
.
"
"
Yes
,
yes
!
"
cried
a
hundred
voices
;
the
din
of
which
was
immediately
swelled
by
five
hundred
others
;
"
let
us
march
to
the
Town-hall
;
let
us
go
and
see
the
deputies
!
Come
along
!
come
along
!
"
"
That
's
it
,
"
Tilly
muttered
between
his
teeth
,
as
he
saw
the
most
violent
among
the
crowd
turning
away
;
"
go
and
ask
for
a
meanness
at
the
Town-hall
,
and
you
will
see
whether
they
will
grant
it
;
go
,
my
fine
fellows
,
go
!
"
The
worthy
officer
relied
on
the
honour
of
the
magistrates
,
who
,
on
their
side
,
relied
on
his
honour
as
a
soldier
.
"
I
say
,
Captain
,
"
the
first
lieutenant
whispered
into
the
ear
of
the
Count
,
"
I
hope
the
deputies
will
give
these
madmen
a
flat
refusal
;
but
,
after
all
,
it
would
do
no
harm
if
they
would
send
us
some
reinforcement
.
"
In
the
meanwhile
,
John
de
Witt
,
whom
we
left
climbing
the
stairs
,
after
the
conversation
with
the
jailer
Gryphus
and
his
daughter
Rosa
,
had
reached
the
door
of
the
cell
,
where
on
a
mattress
his
brother
Cornelius
was
resting
,
after
having
undergone
the
preparatory
degrees
of
the
torture
.
The
sentence
of
banishment
having
been
pronounced
,
there
was
no
occasion
for
inflicting
the
torture
extraordinary
.
Cornelius
was
stretched
on
his
couch
,
with
broken
wrists
and
crushed
fingers
.
He
had
not
confessed
a
crime
of
which
he
was
not
guilty
;
and
now
,
after
three
days
of
agony
,
he
once
more
breathed
freely
,
on
being
informed
that
the
judges
,
from
whom
he
had
expected
death
,
were
only
condemning
him
to
exile
.
Endowed
with
an
iron
frame
and
a
stout
heart
,
how
would
he
have
disappointed
his
enemies
if
they
could
only
have
seen
,
in
the
dark
cell
of
the
Buytenhof
,
his
pale
face
lit
up
by
the
smile
of
the
martyr
,
who
forgets
the
dross
of
this
earth
after
having
obtained
a
glimpse
of
the
bright
glory
of
heaven
.
