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"
Well
,
then
,
"
his
Highness
quietly
remarked
,
"
now
I
know
what
to
believe
with
regard
to
Mynheer
Bowelt
's
honesty
and
courage
:
he
has
neither
the
one
nor
the
other
.
"
Then
,
looking
with
a
steady
glance
after
the
crowd
which
was
rushing
along
before
him
,
he
continued
,
--
"
Let
us
now
go
to
the
Buytenhof
,
Captain
;
I
expect
we
shall
see
a
very
strange
sight
there
.
"
The
officer
bowed
,
and
,
without
making
any
reply
,
followed
in
the
steps
of
his
master
.
There
was
an
immense
crowd
in
the
square
and
about
the
neighbourhood
of
the
prison
.
But
the
dragoons
of
Tilly
still
kept
it
in
check
with
the
same
success
and
with
the
same
firmness
.
It
was
not
long
before
the
Count
heard
the
increasing
din
of
the
approaching
multitude
,
the
first
ranks
of
which
rushed
on
with
the
rapidity
of
a
cataract
.
At
the
same
time
he
observed
the
paper
,
which
was
waving
above
the
surface
of
clenched
fists
and
glittering
arms
.
"
Halloa
!
"
he
said
,
rising
in
his
stirrups
,
and
touching
his
lieutenant
with
the
knob
of
his
sword
;
"
I
really
believe
those
rascals
have
got
the
order
.
"
"
Dastardly
ruffians
they
are
,
"
cried
the
lieutenant
.
