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The Second Bulb

           DuringthedayIsitandworkbyitsside,forIhaveneverleftmychambersinceIputitthere.”

           “YouarerightRosa,itisyourdowry,youknow.”

           “Yes,andwithitImaymarryayoungmanoftwenty-sixortwenty-eightyears,whomIshallbeinlovewith.”

           “Don’ttalkinthatway,younaughtygirl.”

           ThateveningCorneliuswasoneofthehappiestofmen.Rosaallowedhimtopressherhandinhis,andtokeepitaslongashewould,besideswhichhemighttalkofhistulipasmuchasheliked.

           Fromthathoureverydaymarkedsomeprogressinthegrowthofthetulipandintheaffectionofthetwoyoungpeople.

           Atonetimeitwasthattheleaveshadexpanded,andatanotherthatthefloweritselfhadformed.

           GreatwasthejoyofCorneliusatthisnews,andhisquestionssucceededoneanotherwitharapiditywhichgaveproofoftheirimportance.

           “Formed!”exclaimedCornelius,“isitreallyformed?”

           “Itis,”repeatedRosa.

           Corneliustrembledwithjoy,somuchsothathewasobligedtoholdbythegrating.

           “Goodheavens!”heexclaimed.

           Then,turningagaintoRosa,hecontinuedhisquestions.

           “Istheovalregular?thecylinderfull?andarethepointsverygreen?”

           “Theovalisalmostoneinchlong,andtaperslikeaneedle,thecylinderswellsatthesides,andthepointsarereadytoopen.”

           TwodaysafterRosaannouncedthattheywereopen.

           “Open,Rosa!”criedCornelius.“Istheinvolucrumopen?butthenonemayseeandalreadydistinguish

           Heretheprisonerpaused,anxiouslytakingbreath.

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