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"
What
do
they
want
?
"
"
They
want
you
.
"
"
What
for
?
"
"
To
arrest
you
.
"
"
Arrest
me
?
arrest
me
,
do
you
say
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
,
and
they
are
headed
by
a
magistrate
.
"
"
What
's
the
meaning
of
all
this
?
"
said
Van
Baerle
,
grasping
in
his
hands
the
two
bulbs
,
and
directing
his
terrified
glance
towards
the
staircase
.
"
They
are
coming
up
!
they
are
coming
up
!
"
cried
the
servant
.
"
Oh
,
my
dear
child
,
my
worthy
master
!
"
cried
the
old
housekeeper
,
who
now
likewise
made
her
appearance
in
the
dry-room
,
"
take
your
gold
,
your
jewelry
,
and
fly
,
fly
!
"
"
But
how
shall
I
make
my
escape
,
nurse
?
"
said
Van
Baerle
.
