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The
coachman
,
on
his
side
,
lashed
his
horses
into
increased
speed
,
until
the
coach
and
the
men
encountered
.
The
brothers
De
Witt
,
enclosed
within
the
body
of
the
carriage
,
were
not
able
to
see
anything
;
but
they
felt
a
severe
shock
,
occasioned
by
the
rearing
of
the
horses
.
The
whole
vehicle
for
a
moment
shook
and
stopped
;
but
immediately
after
,
passing
over
something
round
and
elastic
,
which
seemed
to
be
the
body
of
a
prostrate
man
set
off
again
amidst
a
volley
of
the
fiercest
oaths
.
"
Alas
!
"
said
Cornelius
,
"
I
am
afraid
we
have
hurt
some
one
.
"
"
Gallop
!
gallop
!
"
called
John
.
But
,
notwithstanding
this
order
,
the
coachman
suddenly
came
to
a
stop
.
"
Now
,
then
,
what
is
the
matter
again
?
"
asked
John
.
"
Look
there
!
"
said
the
coachman
.
John
looked
.
The
whole
mass
of
the
populace
from
the
Buytenhof
appeared
at
the
extremity
of
the
street
along
which
the
carriage
was
to
proceed
,
and
its
stream
moved
roaring
and
rapid
,
as
if
lashed
on
by
a
hurricane
.
"
Stop
and
get
off
,
"
said
John
to
the
coachman
;
"
it
is
useless
to
go
any
farther
;
we
are
lost
!
"
"
Here
they
are
!
here
they
are
!
"
five
hundred
voices
were
crying
at
the
same
time
.
