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And
after
having
mangled
,
and
torn
,
and
completely
stripped
the
two
brothers
,
the
mob
dragged
their
naked
and
bloody
bodies
to
an
extemporised
gibbet
,
where
amateur
executioners
hung
them
up
by
the
feet
.
Then
came
the
most
dastardly
scoundrels
of
all
,
who
not
having
dared
to
strike
the
living
flesh
,
cut
the
dead
in
pieces
,
and
then
went
about
the
town
selling
small
slices
of
the
bodies
of
John
and
Cornelius
at
ten
sous
a
piece
.
We
can
not
take
upon
ourselves
to
say
whether
,
through
the
almost
imperceptible
chink
of
the
shutter
,
the
young
man
witnessed
the
conclusion
of
this
shocking
scene
;
but
at
the
very
moment
when
they
were
hanging
the
two
martyrs
on
the
gibbet
he
passed
through
the
terrible
mob
,
which
was
too
much
absorbed
in
the
task
,
so
grateful
to
its
taste
,
to
take
any
notice
of
him
,
and
thus
he
reached
unobserved
the
Tol-Hek
,
which
was
still
closed
.
"
Ah
!
sir
,
"
said
the
gatekeeper
,
"
do
you
bring
me
the
key
?
"
"
Yes
,
my
man
,
here
it
is
.
"
"
It
is
most
unfortunate
that
you
did
not
bring
me
that
key
only
one
quarter
of
an
hour
sooner
,
"
said
the
gatekeeper
,
with
a
sigh
.
"
And
why
that
?
"
asked
the
other
.
"
Because
I
might
have
opened
the
gate
to
Mynheers
de
Witt
;
whereas
,
finding
the
gate
locked
,
they
were
obliged
to
retrace
their
steps
.
"
"
Gate
!
gate
!
"
cried
a
voice
which
seemed
to
be
that
of
a
man
in
a
hurry
.
The
Prince
,
turning
round
,
observed
Captain
Van
Deken
.
