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"
How
is
that
?
Have
not
you
got
the
key
?
"
asked
the
coachman
.
"
No
,
I
have
n't
.
"
"
What
has
become
of
it
?
"
"
Well
,
they
have
taken
it
from
me
.
"
"
Who
?
"
"
Some
one
,
I
dare
say
,
who
had
a
mind
that
no
one
should
leave
the
town
.
"
"
My
good
man
,
"
said
the
Grand
Pensionary
,
putting
out
his
head
from
the
window
,
and
risking
all
for
gaining
all
;
"
my
good
man
,
it
is
for
me
,
John
de
Witt
,
and
for
my
brother
Cornelius
,
who
I
am
taking
away
into
exile
.
"
"
Oh
,
Mynheer
de
Witt
!
I
am
indeed
very
much
grieved
,
"
said
the
gatekeeper
,
rushing
towards
the
carriage
;
"
but
,
upon
my
sacred
word
,
the
key
has
been
taken
from
me
.
"
"
When
?
"
