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It
was
indeed
the
order
,
which
the
burgher
guard
received
with
a
roar
of
triumph
.
They
immediately
sallied
forth
,
with
lowered
arms
and
fierce
shouts
,
to
meet
Count
Tilly
's
dragoons
.
But
the
Count
was
not
the
man
to
allow
them
to
approach
within
an
inconvenient
distance
.
"
Stop
!
"
he
cried
,
"
stop
,
and
keep
off
from
my
horse
,
or
I
shall
give
the
word
of
command
to
advance
.
"
"
Here
is
the
order
!
"
a
hundred
insolent
voices
answered
at
once
.
He
took
it
in
amazement
,
cast
a
rapid
glance
on
it
,
and
said
quite
aloud
,
--
"
Those
who
have
signed
this
order
are
the
real
murderers
of
Cornelius
de
Witt
.
I
would
rather
have
my
two
hands
cut
off
than
have
written
one
single
letter
of
this
infamous
order
.
"
And
,
pushing
back
with
the
hilt
of
his
sword
the
man
who
wanted
to
take
it
from
him
,
he
added
,
--
"
Wait
a
minute
,
papers
like
this
are
of
importance
,
and
are
to
be
kept
.
"
Saying
this
,
he
folded
up
the
document
,
and
carefully
put
it
in
the
pocket
of
his
coat
.
