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"
As
often
as
I
can
manage
it
.
"
"
Oh
,
Rosa
,
my
beautiful
Rosa
,
do
you
love
me
a
little
?
"
"
A
little
?
"
she
said
,
"
you
make
no
great
pretensions
,
Mynheer
Cornelius
.
"
Cornelius
tenderly
stretched
out
his
hands
towards
her
,
but
they
were
only
able
to
touch
each
other
with
the
tips
of
their
fingers
through
the
wire
grating
.
"
Here
is
my
father
,
"
said
she
.
Rosa
then
abruptly
drew
back
from
the
door
,
and
ran
to
meet
old
Gryphus
,
who
made
his
appearance
at
the
top
of
the
staircase
.
Gryphus
was
followed
by
the
mastiff
.
The
turnkey
took
the
animal
round
the
jail
,
so
that
,
if
needs
be
,
he
might
recognize
the
prisoners
.
"
Father
,
"
said
Rosa
,
"
here
is
the
famous
prison
from
which
Mynheer
Grotius
escaped
.
You
know
Mynheer
Grotius
?
"
"
Oh
,
yes
,
that
rogue
Grotius
,
a
friend
of
that
villain
Barneveldt
,
whom
I
saw
executed
when
I
was
a
child
.
Ah
!
so
Grotius
;
and
that
's
the
chamber
from
which
he
escaped
.
Well
,
I
'll
answer
for
it
that
no
one
shall
escape
after
him
in
my
time
.
"
