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This
hero
,
radiant
with
rapturous
joy
,
who
had
the
distinguished
honour
of
making
the
people
forget
the
speech
of
Van
Systens
,
and
even
the
presence
of
the
Stadtholder
,
was
Isaac
Boxtel
,
who
saw
,
carried
on
his
right
before
him
,
the
black
tulip
,
his
pretended
daughter
;
and
on
his
left
,
in
a
large
purse
,
the
hundred
thousand
guilders
in
glittering
gold
pieces
,
towards
which
he
was
constantly
squinting
,
fearful
of
losing
sight
of
them
for
one
moment
.
Now
and
then
Boxtel
quickened
his
step
to
rub
elbows
for
a
moment
with
Van
Systens
.
He
borrowed
a
little
importance
from
everybody
to
make
a
kind
of
false
importance
for
himself
,
as
he
had
stolen
Rosa
's
tulip
to
effect
his
own
glory
,
and
thereby
make
his
fortune
.
Another
quarter
of
an
hour
and
the
Prince
will
arrive
and
the
procession
will
halt
for
the
last
time
;
after
the
tulip
is
placed
on
its
throne
,
the
Prince
,
yielding
precedence
to
this
rival
for
the
popular
adoration
,
will
take
a
magnificently
emblazoned
parchment
,
on
which
is
written
the
name
of
the
grower
;
and
his
Highness
,
in
a
loud
and
audible
tone
,
will
proclaim
him
to
be
the
discoverer
of
a
wonder
;
that
Holland
,
by
the
instrumentality
of
him
,
Boxtel
,
has
forced
Nature
to
produce
a
black
flower
,
which
shall
henceforth
be
called
Tulipa
nigra
Boxtellea
.
From
time
to
time
,
however
,
Boxtel
withdrew
his
eyes
for
a
moment
from
the
tulip
and
the
purse
,
timidly
looking
among
the
crowd
,
for
more
than
anything
he
dreaded
to
descry
there
the
pale
face
of
the
pretty
Frisian
girl
.
She
would
have
been
a
spectre
spoiling
the
joy
of
the
festival
for
him
,
just
as
Banquo
's
ghost
did
that
of
Macbeth
.
And
yet
,
if
the
truth
must
be
told
,
this
wretch
,
who
had
stolen
what
was
the
boast
of
man
,
and
the
dowry
of
a
woman
,
did
not
consider
himself
as
a
thief
He
had
so
intently
watched
this
tulip
,
followed
it
so
eagerly
from
the
drawer
in
Cornelius
's
dry-room
to
the
scaffold
of
the
Buytenhof
,
and
from
the
scaffold
to
the
fortress
of
Loewestein
;
he
had
seen
it
bud
and
grow
in
Rosa
's
window
,
and
so
often
warmed
the
air
round
it
with
his
breath
,
that
he
felt
as
if
no
one
had
a
better
right
to
call
himself
its
producer
than
he
had
;
and
any
one
who
would
now
take
the
black
tulip
from
him
would
have
appeared
to
him
as
a
thief
.
Yet
he
did
not
perceive
Rosa
;
his
joy
therefore
was
not
spoiled
.
In
the
centre
of
a
circle
of
magnificent
trees
,
which
were
decorated
with
garlands
and
inscriptions
,
the
procession
halted
,
amidst
the
sounds
of
lively
music
,
and
the
young
damsels
of
Haarlem
made
their
appearance
to
escort
the
tulip
to
the
raised
seat
which
it
was
to
occupy
on
the
platform
,
by
the
side
of
the
gilded
chair
of
his
Highness
the
Stadtholder
.
