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And
certainly
never
did
prisoner
look
with
greater
complacency
at
a
search
made
in
his
cell
than
Cornelius
.
Gryphus
retired
with
the
pencil
and
the
two
or
three
leaves
of
white
paper
which
Rosa
had
given
to
Van
Baerle
,
this
was
the
only
trophy
brought
back
from
the
expedition
.
At
six
Gryphus
came
back
again
,
but
alone
;
Cornelius
tried
to
propitiate
him
,
but
Gryphus
growled
,
showed
a
large
tooth
like
a
tusk
,
which
he
had
in
the
corner
of
his
mouth
,
and
went
out
backwards
,
like
a
man
who
is
afraid
of
being
attacked
from
behind
.
Cornelius
burst
out
laughing
,
to
which
Gryphus
answered
through
the
grating
,
--
"
Let
him
laugh
that
wins
.
"
The
winner
that
day
was
Cornelius
;
Rosa
came
at
nine
.
She
was
without
a
lantern
.
She
needed
no
longer
a
light
,
as
she
could
now
read
.
Moreover
,
the
light
might
betray
her
,
as
Jacob
was
dogging
her
steps
more
than
ever
.
And
lastly
,
the
light
would
have
shown
her
blushes
.
Of
what
did
the
young
people
speak
that
evening
?
Of
those
matters
of
which
lovers
speak
at
the
house
doors
in
France
,
or
from
a
balcony
into
the
street
in
Spain
,
or
down
from
a
terrace
into
a
garden
in
the
East
.
They
spoke
of
those
things
which
give
wings
to
the
hours
;
they
spoke
of
everything
except
the
black
tulip
.
At
last
,
when
the
clock
struck
ten
,
they
parted
as
usual
.
