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He
saw
Rosa
conveying
a
large
flower-pot
of
white
earthenware
from
her
father
's
kitchen
to
her
bedroom
.
He
saw
Rosa
washing
in
pails
of
water
her
pretty
little
hands
,
begrimed
as
they
were
with
the
mould
which
she
had
handled
,
to
give
her
tulip
the
best
soil
possible
.
And
at
last
he
hired
,
just
opposite
Rosa
's
window
,
a
little
attic
,
distant
enough
not
to
allow
him
to
be
recognized
with
the
naked
eye
,
but
sufficiently
near
to
enable
him
,
with
the
help
of
his
telescope
,
to
watch
everything
that
was
going
on
at
the
Loewestein
in
Rosa
's
room
,
just
as
at
Dort
he
had
watched
the
dry-room
of
Cornelius
.
He
had
not
been
installed
more
than
three
days
in
his
attic
before
all
his
doubts
were
removed
.
From
morning
to
sunset
the
flower-pot
was
in
the
window
,
and
,
like
those
charming
female
figures
of
Mieris
and
Metzys
,
Rosa
appeared
at
that
window
as
in
a
frame
,
formed
by
the
first
budding
sprays
of
the
wild
vine
and
the
honeysuckle
encircling
her
window
.
Rosa
watched
the
flower-pot
with
an
interest
which
betrayed
to
Boxtel
the
real
value
of
the
object
enclosed
in
it
.
This
object
could
not
be
anything
else
but
the
second
bulb
,
that
is
to
say
,
the
quintessence
of
all
the
hopes
of
the
prisoner
.
When
the
nights
threatened
to
be
too
cold
,
Rosa
took
in
the
flower-pot
.
Well
,
it
was
then
quite
evident
she
was
following
the
instructions
of
Cornelius
,
who
was
afraid
of
the
bulb
being
killed
by
frost
.
When
the
sun
became
too
hot
,
Rosa
likewise
took
in
the
pot
from
eleven
in
the
morning
until
two
in
the
afternoon
.
Another
proof
:
Cornelius
was
afraid
lest
the
soil
should
become
too
dry
.
