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Three
times
a
day
he
entered
Van
Baerle
's
cell
,
expecting
to
find
him
trespassing
;
but
Cornelius
had
ceased
to
correspond
,
since
his
correspondent
was
at
hand
.
It
is
even
probable
that
,
if
Cornelius
had
obtained
his
full
liberty
,
with
permission
to
go
wherever
he
liked
,
the
prison
,
with
Rosa
and
his
bulbs
,
would
have
appeared
to
him
preferable
to
any
other
habitation
in
the
world
without
Rosa
and
his
bulbs
.
Rosa
,
in
fact
,
had
promised
to
come
and
see
him
every
evening
,
and
from
the
first
evening
she
had
kept
her
word
.
On
the
following
evening
she
went
up
as
before
,
with
the
same
mysteriousness
and
the
same
precaution
.
Only
she
had
this
time
resolved
within
herself
not
to
approach
too
near
the
grating
.
In
order
,
however
,
to
engage
Van
Baerle
in
a
conversation
from
the
very
first
which
would
seriously
occupy
his
attention
,
she
tendered
to
him
through
the
grating
the
three
bulbs
,
which
were
still
wrapped
up
in
the
same
paper
.
But
to
the
great
astonishment
of
Rosa
,
Van
Baerle
pushed
back
her
white
hand
with
the
tips
of
his
fingers
.
The
young
man
had
been
considering
about
the
matter
.
"
Listen
to
me
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
think
we
should
risk
too
much
by
embarking
our
whole
fortune
in
one
ship
.
Only
think
,
my
dear
Rosa
,
that
the
question
is
to
carry
out
an
enterprise
which
until
now
has
been
considered
impossible
,
namely
,
that
of
making
the
great
black
tulip
flower
.
Let
us
,
therefore
,
take
every
possible
precaution
,
so
that
in
case
of
a
failure
we
may
not
have
anything
to
reproach
ourselves
with
.
I
will
now
tell
you
the
way
I
have
traced
out
for
us
.
"
Rosa
was
all
attention
to
what
he
would
say
,
much
more
on
account
of
the
importance
which
the
unfortunate
tulip-fancier
attached
to
it
,
than
that
she
felt
interested
in
the
matter
herself
.
"
I
will
explain
to
you
,
Rosa
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
dare
say
you
have
in
this
fortress
a
small
garden
,
or
some
courtyard
,
or
,
if
not
that
,
at
least
some
terrace
.
"
"
We
have
a
very
fine
garden
,
"
said
Rosa
,
"
it
runs
along
the
edge
of
the
Waal
,
and
is
full
of
fine
old
trees
.
"
