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"
Well
,
then
,
in
the
very
moment
when
you
have
passed
the
ranks
of
the
dragoons
you
will
fall
into
the
hands
of
the
people
.
"
"
But
the
burgher
guard
?
"
"
Alas
!
the
burgher
guard
are
the
most
enraged
of
all
.
"
"
What
are
we
to
do
,
then
?
"
"
If
I
were
in
your
place
,
Mynheer
John
,
"
the
young
girl
timidly
continued
,
"
I
should
leave
by
the
postern
,
which
leads
into
a
deserted
by-lane
,
whilst
all
the
people
are
waiting
in
the
High
Street
to
see
you
come
out
by
the
principal
entrance
.
From
there
I
should
try
to
reach
the
gate
by
which
you
intend
to
leave
the
town
.
"
"
But
my
brother
is
not
able
to
walk
,
"
said
John
.
"
I
shall
try
,
"
Cornelius
said
,
with
an
expression
of
most
sublime
fortitude
.
"
But
have
you
not
got
your
carriage
?
"
asked
the
girl
.
"
The
carriage
is
down
near
the
great
entrance
.
"
"
Not
so
,
"
she
replied
.
"
I
considered
your
coachman
to
be
a
faithful
man
,
and
I
told
him
to
wait
for
you
at
the
postern
.
"
