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"
Finish
what
you
have
to
say
,
"
said
William
.
"
I
confess
I
knew
the
prisoner
at
the
Hague
.
"
"
Happy
prisoner
!
"
said
William
,
smiling
.
At
this
moment
the
officer
who
had
been
sent
for
Boxtel
returned
,
and
announced
to
the
Prince
that
the
person
whom
he
had
been
to
fetch
was
following
on
his
heels
with
his
tulip
.
Boxtel
's
return
was
scarcely
announced
,
when
he
entered
in
person
the
drawing-room
of
Mynheer
van
Systens
,
followed
by
two
men
,
who
carried
in
a
box
their
precious
burden
and
deposited
it
on
a
table
.
The
Prince
,
on
being
informed
,
left
the
cabinet
,
passed
into
the
drawing-room
,
admired
the
flower
,
and
silently
resumed
his
seat
in
the
dark
corner
,
where
he
had
himself
placed
his
chair
.
Rosa
,
trembling
,
pale
and
terrified
,
expected
to
be
invited
in
her
turn
to
see
the
tulip
.
She
now
heard
the
voice
of
Boxtel
.
"
It
is
he
!
"
she
exclaimed
.
The
Prince
made
her
a
sign
to
go
and
look
through
the
open
door
into
the
drawing-room
.
