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While he was thus occupied in preparations for his next encounter with the tribunal, the door opened, and three gentlemen entered. Two were the prosecuting officers of the government, Fiscal Sylla and Fiscal van Leeuwen. The other was the provost-marshal, Carel de Nijs. The servant was directed to leave the room.
Van Leeuwen asked him if he would not rather be seated, as they brought a communication from the judges. He answered in the negative. Von Leeuwen then informed him that he was summoned to appear before the judges the next morning to hear his sentence of death.
Moreover it was pretended that a majority of the whole board was to be assigned to that province. But twelve is not a majority of twenty-four. There were three fascals or prosecuting officers, Leeuwen of Utrecht, Sylla of Gelderland, and Antony Duyck of Holland. Duyck was notoriously the deadly enemy of Barneveld, and was destined to succeed to his offices.
Moreover it was pretended that a majority of the whole board was to be assigned to that province. But twelve is not a majority of twenty-four. There were three fascals or prosecuting officers, Leeuwen of Utrecht, Sylla of Gelderland, and Antony Duyck of Holland. Duyck was notoriously the deadly enemy of Barneveld, and was destined to succeed to his offices.
Barneveld paused in his writing, took the glasses from his eyes, and looked Sylla in the face. "Well, Sylla," he said very calmly, "will you in these my last moments lay down the law to me as to what I shall write to my wife?" He then added with a half-smile, "Well, what is expected of me?" "We have no commission whatever to lay down the law," said van Leeuwen.
While van Leeuwen was absent, the Advocate exclaimed, looking at the other legal officer: "Oh, Sylla, Sylla, if your father could only have seen to what uses they would put you!" Sylla was silent. Permission to write the letter was soon received from de Voogt, president of the commission.
Barneveld paused in his writing, took the glasses from his eyes, and looked Sylla in the face. "Well, Sylla," he said very calmly, "will you in these my last moments lay down the law to me as to what I shall write to my wife?" He then added with a half-smile, "Well, what is expected of me?" "We have no commission whatever to lay down the law," said van Leeuwen.
While he was thus occupied in preparations for his next encounter with the tribunal, the door opened, and three gentlemen entered. Two were the prosecuting officers of the government, Fiscal Sylla and Fiscal van Leeuwen. The other was the provost-marshal, Carel de Nijs. The servant was directed to leave the room.
While he was thus occupied in preparations for his next encounter with the tribunal, the door opened, and three gentlemen entered. Two were the prosecuting officers of the government, Fiscal Sylla and Fiscal van Leeuwen. The other was the provost-marshal, Carel de Nijs. The servant was directed to leave the room.
"Why, Jess, where have you been? Captain Niel has gone out to look for you with the Kafirs." "I have been sketching in Leeuwen Kloof, and got caught in the storm. There, uncle, let me pass, I want to take these wet things off. It is a bitter night," and she ran to her room, leaving a long trail of water behind her as she passed.
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