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The
good
people
of
the
Hague
had
chopped
off
the
flesh
of
its
victims
,
but
faithfully
carried
the
remainder
to
the
gibbet
,
to
have
a
pretext
for
a
double
inscription
written
on
a
huge
placard
,
on
which
Cornelius
;
with
the
keen
sight
of
a
young
man
of
twenty-eight
,
was
able
to
read
the
following
lines
,
daubed
by
the
coarse
brush
of
a
sign-painter
:
--
"
Here
are
hanging
the
great
rogue
of
the
name
of
John
de
Witt
,
and
the
little
rogue
Cornelius
de
Witt
,
his
brother
,
two
enemies
of
the
people
,
but
great
friends
of
the
king
of
France
.
"
Cornelius
uttered
a
cry
of
horror
,
and
in
the
agony
of
his
frantic
terror
knocked
with
his
hands
and
feet
at
the
door
so
violently
and
continuously
,
that
Gryphus
,
with
his
huge
bunch
of
keys
in
his
hand
,
ran
furiously
up
.
The
jailer
opened
the
door
,
with
terrible
imprecations
against
the
prisoner
who
disturbed
him
at
an
hour
which
Master
Gryphus
was
not
accustomed
to
be
aroused
.
"
Well
,
now
,
by
my
soul
,
he
is
mad
,
this
new
De
Witt
,
"
he
cried
,
"
but
all
those
De
Witts
have
the
devil
in
them
.
"
"
Master
,
master
,
"
cried
Cornelius
,
seizing
the
jailer
by
the
arm
and
dragging
him
towards
the
window
,
--
"
master
,
what
have
I
read
down
there
?
"
"
Where
down
there
?
"
"
On
that
placard
.
"
And
,
trembling
,
pale
,
and
gasping
for
breath
,
he
pointed
to
the
gibbet
at
the
other
side
of
the
yard
,
with
the
cynical
inscription
surmounting
it
.
Gryphus
broke
out
into
a
laugh
.
