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Conclusion

           

           “Yes,Monseigneur,”stammeredRosa,whosestrikingbeautyexcitedageneralmurmurofapplause.

           “Oh!”mutteredCornelius,“shehasthenbeliedme,whenshesaidthisflowerwasstolenfromher.Oh!that’swhysheleftLoewestein.Alas!amIthenforgotten,betrayedbyherwhomIthoughtmybestfriendonearth?”

           “Oh!”sighedBoxtel,“Iamlost.”

           “Thistulip,”continuedthePrince,“willthereforebearthenameofitsproducer,andfigureinthecatalogueunderthetitle,TulipanigraRosaBarlœnsis,becauseofthenameVanBaerle,whichwillhenceforthbethenameofthisdamsel.”

           AndatthesametimeWilliamtookRosa’shand,andplaceditinthatofayoungman,whorushedforth,paleandbeyondhimselfwithjoy,tothefootofthethronesalutingalternatelythePrinceandhisbride;andwhowithagratefullooktoheaven,returnedhisthankstotheGiverofallthishappiness.

           AtthesamemomenttherefellatthefeetofthePresidentvanSystensanotherman,struckdownbyaverydifferentemotion.

           Boxtel,crushedbythefailureofhishopes,laysenselessontheground.

           Whentheyraisedhim,andexaminedhispulseandhisheart,hewasquitedead.

           Thisincidentdidnotmuchdisturbthefestival,asneitherthePrincenorthePresidentseemedtominditmuch.

           Corneliusstartedbackindismay,wheninthethief,inthepretendedJacob,herecognisedhisneighbour,IsaacBoxtel,whom,intheinnocenceofhisheart,hehadnotforoneinstantsuspectedofsuchawickedaction.

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