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And the rascal talked to me of twelve hours!" "Ah! what did I tell you?" whispered the communicative guard in the ear of the culprit. "A lie." "How so?" "You promised me twelve hours." "Ah, yes, but here comes to you an aide-de-camp of his Highness, even one of his most intimate companions Van Deken. Zounds! they did not grant such an honour to poor Mathias."
Whilst the burghers of the Hague were tearing in pieces the bodies of John and Cornelius de Witt, and whilst William of Orange, after having made sure that his two antagonists were really dead, was galloping over the Leyden road, followed by Captain van Deken, whom he found a little too compassionate to honour him any longer with his confidence, Craeke, the faithful servant, mounted on a good horse, and little suspecting what terrible events had taken place since his departure, proceeded along the high road lined with trees, until he was clear of the town and the neighbouring villages.
"Indeed," said he to the officer, "indeed, I think you were right, Van Deken; the order which the deputies have signed is truly the death-warrant of Master Cornelius. Do you hear these people? They certainly bear a sad grudge to the two De Witts." "In truth," replied the officer, "I never heard such shouts." "They seem to have found out the cell of the man.
For the early part of the nineteenth century was by no means prolific in literary achievement, and does not boast of many great names, if one disregards the writers whose lives linked that century with its predecessor, like Betjen Wolff and Agatha Deken. When, in 1814-15, Holland again became a separate kingdom, that important event failed to mark a new era in Dutch literature.
"Come, come!" said Cornelius, drawing a long breath. "Come, I'll show to these people that an honest burgher, godson of Cornelius de Witt, can without flinching receive as many musket-balls as that Mathias." Saying this, he passed proudly before the clerk, who, being interrupted in his work, ventured to say to the officer, "But, Captain van Deken, the protocol is not yet finished."
Twelve notables of Bruges, headed by the burgomaster, William de Deken, visited England and offered to recognise Edward as King of France if he would support the Flemish democracy against their feudal lord. But Philip VI.'s first act was to unite with the Count of Flanders, and the fatal day of Cassel laid low the fortunes of Bruges and restored the fugitive Louis to power.
"But what is the good of loving a man condemned to live and die in prison?" the prince asked. "I can help him to live and die," came the answer. The prince sealed a letter, and sent it off to Loewenstein by Colonel van Deken. Then he turned to Rosa, and said, "The day after to-morrow is Sunday, and it will be the festival of the tulip.
"Gate! gate!" cried a voice which seemed to be that of a man in a hurry. The Prince, turning round, observed Captain Van Deken. "Is that you, Captain?" he said. "You are not yet out of the Hague? This is executing my orders very slowly." "Monseigneur," replied the Captain, "this is the third gate at which I have presented myself; the other two were closed."
"Monseigneur, it seems that Mynheer Cornelius has really escaped," said the officer. "Yes, from prison, perhaps, but not from the town; you will see, Van Deken, that the poor fellow will find the gate closed against him which he hoped to find open." "Has an order been given to close the town gates, Monseigneur?" "No, at least I do not think so; who could have given such an order?"
"Captain Van Deken, I request you to go and look after my troops, that they may be armed for any emergency." "But am I to leave your Highness here, alone, in the presence of all these murderers?" "Go, and don't you trouble yourself about me more than I do myself," the Prince gruffly replied.
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