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"
Rosa
,
"
said
Cornelius
,
almost
gasping
,
"
Rosa
,
there
is
not
one
moment
to
lose
in
writing
the
letter
.
"
"
It
is
written
,
my
dearest
Cornelius
,
"
said
Rosa
.
"
Is
it
,
indeed
?
"
"
Whilst
the
tulip
opened
I
wrote
it
myself
,
for
I
did
not
wish
to
lose
a
moment
.
Here
is
the
letter
,
and
tell
me
whether
you
approve
of
it
.
"
Cornelius
took
the
letter
,
and
read
,
in
a
handwriting
which
was
much
improved
even
since
the
last
little
note
he
had
received
from
Rosa
,
as
follows
:
--
"
Mynheer
President
,
--
The
black
tulip
is
about
to
open
,
perhaps
in
ten
minutes
.
As
soon
as
it
is
open
,
I
shall
send
a
messenger
to
you
,
with
the
request
that
you
will
come
and
fetch
it
in
person
from
the
fortress
at
Loewestein
.
I
am
the
daughter
of
the
jailer
,
Gryphus
,
almost
as
much
of
a
captive
as
the
prisoners
of
my
father
.
I
can
not
,
therefore
,
bring
to
you
this
wonderful
flower
.
This
is
the
reason
why
I
beg
you
to
come
and
fetch
it
yourself
.
"
It
is
my
wish
that
it
should
be
called
Rosa
Barlœnsis
.
"
It
has
opened
;
it
is
perfectly
black
;
come
,
Mynheer
President
,
come
.
"
I
have
the
honour
to
be
your
humble
servant
,
"
Rosa
Gryphus
.
