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Boxtel
allowed
his
bulbs
to
rot
in
the
pits
,
his
seedlings
to
dry
up
in
their
cases
,
and
his
tulips
to
wither
in
the
borders
and
henceforward
occupied
himself
with
nothing
else
but
the
doings
at
Van
Baerle
's
.
He
breathed
through
the
stalks
of
Van
Baerle
's
tulips
,
quenched
his
thirst
with
the
water
he
sprinkled
upon
them
,
and
feasted
on
the
fine
soft
earth
which
his
neighbour
scattered
upon
his
cherished
bulbs
.
But
the
most
curious
part
of
the
operations
was
not
performed
in
the
garden
.
It
might
be
one
o'clock
in
the
morning
when
Van
Baerle
went
up
to
his
laboratory
,
into
the
glazed
cabinet
whither
Boxtel
's
telescope
had
such
an
easy
access
;
and
here
,
as
soon
as
the
lamp
illuminated
the
walls
and
windows
,
Boxtel
saw
the
inventive
genius
of
his
rival
at
work
.
He
beheld
him
sifting
his
seeds
,
and
soaking
them
in
liquids
which
were
destined
to
modify
or
to
deepen
their
colours
.
He
knew
what
Cornelius
meant
when
heating
certain
grains
,
then
moistening
them
,
then
combining
them
with
others
by
a
sort
of
grafting
,
--
a
minute
and
marvellously
delicate
manipulation
,
--
and
when
he
shut
up
in
darkness
those
which
were
expected
to
furnish
the
black
colour
,
exposed
to
the
sun
or
to
the
lamp
those
which
were
to
produce
red
,
and
placed
between
the
endless
reflections
of
two
water-mirrors
those
intended
for
white
,
the
pure
representation
of
the
limpid
element
This
innocent
magic
,
the
fruit
at
the
same
time
of
child-like
musings
and
of
manly
genius
--
this
patient
untiring
labour
,
of
which
Boxtel
knew
himself
to
be
incapable
--
made
him
,
gnawed
as
he
was
with
envy
,
centre
all
his
life
,
all
his
thoughts
,
and
all
his
hopes
in
his
telescope
.
For
,
strange
to
say
,
the
love
and
interest
of
horticulture
had
not
deadened
in
Isaac
his
fierce
envy
and
thirst
of
revenge
.
Sometimes
,
whilst
covering
Van
Baerle
with
his
telescope
,
he
deluded
himself
into
a
belief
that
he
was
levelling
a
never-failing
musket
at
him
;
and
then
he
would
seek
with
his
finger
for
the
trigger
to
fire
the
shot
which
was
to
have
killed
his
neighbour
.
But
it
is
time
that
we
should
connect
with
this
epoch
of
the
operations
of
the
one
,
and
the
espionage
of
the
other
,
the
visit
which
Cornelius
de
Witt
came
to
pay
to
his
native
town
.
Cornelius
de
Witt
,
after
having
attended
to
his
family
affairs
,
reached
the
house
of
his
godson
,
Cornelius
van
Baerle
,
one
evening
in
the
month
of
January
,
1672
.
De
Witt
,
although
being
very
little
of
a
horticulturist
or
of
an
artist
,
went
over
the
whole
mansion
,
from
the
studio
to
the
green-house
,
inspecting
everything
,
from
the
pictures
down
to
the
tulips
.
He
thanked
his
godson
for
having
joined
him
on
the
deck
of
the
admiral
's
ship
"
The
Seven
Provinces
,
"
during
the
battle
of
Southwold
Bay
,
and
for
having
given
his
name
to
a
magnificent
tulip
;
and
whilst
he
thus
,
with
the
kindness
and
affability
of
a
father
to
a
son
,
visited
Van
Baerle
's
treasures
,
the
crowd
gathered
with
curiosity
,
and
even
respect
,
before
the
door
of
the
happy
man
.
All
this
hubbub
excited
the
attention
of
Boxtel
,
who
was
just
taking
his
meal
by
his
fireside
.
He
inquired
what
it
meant
,
and
,
on
being
informed
of
the
cause
of
all
this
stir
,
climbed
up
to
his
post
of
observation
,
where
in
spite
of
the
cold
,
he
took
his
stand
,
with
the
telescope
to
his
eye
.
This
telescope
had
not
been
of
great
service
to
him
since
the
autumn
of
1671
.
The
tulips
,
like
true
daughters
of
the
East
,
averse
to
cold
,
do
not
abide
in
the
open
ground
in
winter
.
They
need
the
shelter
of
the
house
,
the
soft
bed
on
the
shelves
,
and
the
congenial
warmth
of
the
stove
.
Van
Baerle
,
therefore
,
passed
the
whole
winter
in
his
laboratory
,
in
the
midst
of
his
books
and
pictures
.
He
went
only
rarely
to
the
room
where
he
kept
his
bulbs
,
unless
it
were
to
allow
some
occasional
rays
of
the
sun
to
enter
,
by
opening
one
of
the
movable
sashes
of
the
glass
front
.
