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"
"
To
see
the
black
tulip
,
Monseigneur
,
"
said
Van
Baerle
,
clasping
his
hands
,
"
and
when
I
have
seen
it
,
when
I
have
seen
what
I
desire
to
know
,
I
am
quite
ready
to
die
,
if
die
I
must
;
but
in
dying
I
shall
bless
your
Highness
's
mercy
for
having
allowed
me
to
witness
the
glorification
of
my
work
.
"
It
was
,
indeed
,
a
curious
spectacle
to
see
these
two
men
at
the
windows
of
their
several
carriages
;
the
one
surrounded
by
his
guards
,
and
all
powerful
,
the
other
a
prisoner
and
miserable
;
the
one
going
to
mount
a
throne
,
the
other
believing
himself
to
be
on
his
way
to
the
scaffold
.
William
,
looking
with
his
cold
glance
on
Cornelius
,
listened
to
his
anxious
and
urgent
request
.
Then
addressing
himself
to
the
officer
,
he
said
,
--
"
Is
this
person
the
mutinous
prisoner
who
has
attempted
to
kill
his
jailer
at
Loewestein
?
"
Cornelius
heaved
a
sigh
and
hung
his
head
.
His
good-tempered
honest
face
turned
pale
and
red
at
the
same
instant
.
These
words
of
the
all-powerful
Prince
,
who
by
some
secret
messenger
unavailable
to
other
mortals
had
already
been
apprised
of
his
crime
,
seemed
to
him
to
forebode
not
only
his
doom
,
but
also
the
refusal
of
his
last
request
.
He
did
not
try
to
make
a
struggle
,
or
to
defend
himself
;
and
he
presented
to
the
Prince
the
affecting
spectacle
of
despairing
innocence
,
like
that
of
a
child
,
--
a
spectacle
which
was
fully
understood
and
felt
by
the
great
mind
and
the
great
heart
of
him
who
observed
it
.
"
Allow
the
prisoner
to
alight
,
and
let
him
see
the
black
tulip
;
it
is
well
worth
being
seen
once
"
