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"
Not
to
have
cut
off
my
head
?
thank
you
,
Master
Gryphus
.
"
"
Just
so
,
look
whether
the
Mynheer
de
Witt
do
n't
keep
very
quiet
now
.
"
"
That
's
very
shocking
what
you
say
now
,
Master
Gryphus
,
"
cried
Van
Baerle
,
turning
away
his
head
to
conceal
his
disgust
.
"
You
forget
that
one
of
those
unfortunate
gentlemen
was
my
friend
,
and
the
other
my
second
father
.
"
"
Yes
,
but
I
also
remember
that
the
one
,
as
well
as
the
other
,
was
a
conspirator
.
And
,
moreover
,
I
am
speaking
from
Christian
charity
.
"
"
Oh
,
indeed
!
explain
that
a
little
to
me
,
my
good
Master
Gryphus
.
I
do
not
quite
understand
it
.
"
"
Well
,
then
,
if
you
had
remained
on
the
block
of
Master
Harbruck
--
--
"
"
What
?
"
"
You
would
not
suffer
any
longer
;
whereas
,
I
will
not
disguise
it
from
you
,
I
shall
lead
you
a
sad
life
of
it
.
"
"
Thank
you
for
the
promise
,
Master
Gryphus
.
"
And
whilst
the
prisoner
smiled
ironically
at
the
old
jailer
,
Rosa
,
from
the
outside
,
answered
by
a
bright
smile
,
which
carried
sweet
consolation
to
the
heart
of
Van
Baerle
.
