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Page 115
"That is true, sir."
"Otherwise, you must have solicited the transfer of your
father, in order to be able to follow some prisoner who may
have been transported from the Hague to Loewestein."
"Sir," said Rosa, blushing.
"Finish what you have to say," said William.
"I confess I knew the prisoner at the Hague."
"Happy prisoner!" said William, smiling.
At this moment the officer who had been sent for Boxtel
returned, and announced to the Prince that the person whom
he had been to fetch was following on his heels with his tulip.
Chapter 27
The Third Bulb
Boxtel's return was scarcely announced, when he entered in
person the drawing-room of Mynheer van Systens, followed by
two men, who carried in a box their precious burden and
deposited it on a table.
The Prince, on being informed, left the cabinet, passed into
the drawing-room, admired the flower, and silently resumed
his seat in the dark corner, where he had himself placed his
chair.
Rosa, trembling, pale and terrified, expected to be invited
in her turn to see the tulip.
She now heard the voice of Boxtel.
"It is he!" she exclaimed.
The Prince made her a sign to go and look through the open
door into the drawing-room.
"It is my tulip," cried Rosa, "I recognise it. Oh, my poor
Cornelius!"
And saying this she burst into tears.
The Prince rose from his seat, went to the door, where he
stood for some time with the full light falling upon his
figure.
As Rosa's eyes now rested upon him, she felt more than ever
convinced that this was not the first time she had seen the
stranger.
"Master Boxtel," said the Prince, "come in here, if you
please."
Boxtel eagerly approached, and, finding himself face to face
with William of Orange, started back.
"His Highness!" he called out.
"His Highness!" Rosa repeated in dismay.
Hearing this exclamation on his left, Boxtel turned round,
and perceived Rosa.
At this sight the whole frame of the thief shook as if under
the influence of a galvanic shock.
"Ah!" muttered the Prince to himself, "he is confused."
But Boxtel, making a violent effort to control his feelings,
was already himself again.
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