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"
And
what
did
he
come
for
?
"
Cornelius
anxiously
asked
.
"
He
came
for
the
sake
of
the
tulip
.
"
"
Alas
!
"
said
Cornelius
,
growing
even
paler
at
this
piece
of
information
than
he
had
been
when
Rosa
,
a
fortnight
before
,
had
told
him
that
Jacob
was
coming
for
her
sake
.
Rosa
saw
this
alarm
,
and
Cornelius
guessed
,
from
the
expression
of
her
face
,
in
what
direction
her
thoughts
were
running
.
"
Oh
,
pardon
me
,
Rosa
!
"
he
said
,
"
I
know
you
,
and
I
am
well
aware
of
the
kindness
and
sincerity
of
your
heart
.
To
you
God
has
given
the
thought
and
strength
for
defending
yourself
;
but
to
my
poor
tulip
,
when
it
is
in
danger
,
God
has
given
nothing
of
the
sort
.
"
Rosa
,
without
replying
to
this
excuse
of
the
prisoner
,
continued
,
--
"
From
the
moment
when
I
first
knew
that
you
were
uneasy
on
account
of
the
man
who
followed
me
,
and
in
whom
I
had
recognized
Jacob
,
I
was
even
more
uneasy
myself
.
On
the
day
,
therefore
,
after
that
on
which
I
saw
you
last
,
and
on
which
you
said
--
"
Cornelius
interrupted
her
.
"
Once
more
,
pardon
me
,
Rosa
!
"
he
cried
.
"
I
was
wrong
in
saying
to
you
what
I
said
.
I
have
asked
your
pardon
for
that
unfortunate
speech
before
.
I
ask
it
again
:
shall
I
always
ask
it
in
vain
?
"
