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It therefore, in the first place, cheered Van Systens and his nosegay, then the corporation, then followed a cheer for the people; and, at last, and for once with great justice, there was one for the excellent music with which the gentlemen of the town councils generously treated the assemblage at every halt.
And with a trembling hand Cornelius wrote the address, "To Mynheer Peter van Systens, Burgomaster, and President of the Horticultural Society of Haarlem." "And now, Rosa, go, go," said Cornelius, "and let us implore the protection of God, who has so kindly watched over us until now." The Rival And in fact the poor young people were in great need of protection.
"Mynheer van Systens," Rosa continued, with the firmness of innocence and truth, "your report on the black tulip will, if you don't hear me, be based on crime or on falsehood.
I implore you, sir, let this Master Boxtel, whom I assert to be Master Jacob, be brought here before you and me, and I swear that I will leave him in undisturbed possession of the tulip if I do not recognise the flower and its holder." "Well, I declare, here is a proposal," said Van Systens. "What do you mean?" "I ask you what can be proved by your recognising them?"
"I was just going to question her when your Highness came in." "Question her, Mynheer van Systens, question her. I am the first magistrate of the country; I will hear the case and administer justice." "I have found my King Solomon," said Van Systens, bowing, and showing the way to the Prince. His Highness was just going to walk ahead, but, suddenly recollecting himself he said
At the same moment there fell at the feet of the President van Systens another man, struck down by a very different emotion. Boxtel, crushed by the failure of his hopes, lay senseless on the ground. When they raised him, and examined his pulse and his heart, he was quite dead. This incident did not much disturb the festival, as neither the Prince nor the President seemed to mind it much.
"Unfortunate girl!" exclaimed Van Systens. The Prince, observing the fright of Rosa and the pallor of the President, raised his head, and said, in his clear and decided tone, "This cannot signify anything to the members of the Horticultural Society; they have to judge on the black tulip, and have no cognizance to take of political offences. Go on, young woman, go on."
But the interest of the day's proceedings for us is centred neither in the learned discourse of our friend Van Systens, however eloquent it might be, nor in the young dandies, resplendent in their Sunday clothes, and munching their heavy cakes; nor in the poor young peasants, gnawing smoked eels as if they were sticks of vanilla sweetmeat; neither is our interest in the lovely Dutch girls, with red cheeks and ivory bosoms; nor in the fat, round mynheers, who had never left their homes before; nor in the sallow, thin travellers from Ceylon or Java; nor in the thirsty crowds, who quenched their thirst with pickled cucumbers; no, so far as we are concerned, the real interest of the situation, the fascinating, dramatic interest, is not to be found here.
Van Systens exchanged a look with the Prince, who, since the first words of Rosa, seemed to try to remember her, as if it were not for the first time that this sweet voice rang in his ears. An officer went off to fetch Boxtel, and Van Systens in the meanwhile continued his examination. "And with what do you support your assertion that you are the real owner of the black tulip?"
Now and then Boxtel quickened his step to rub elbows for a moment with Van Systens. He borrowed a little importance from everybody to make a kind of false importance for himself, as he had stolen Rosa's tulip to effect his own glory, and thereby make his fortune.
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