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set in, he slipped the paper under the door, and listened with the most intense attention, but he neither heard Rosa's footsteps nor the rustling of her gown. He only heard a voice as feeble as a breath, and gentle like a caress, which whispered through the grated little window in the door the word,-- "To-morrow!" Now to-morrow was the eighth day. For eight days Cornelius and Rosa had not seen each other. Chapter 20. The Events which took place during those Eight Days On the following evening, at the usual hour, Van Baerle heard some one scratch at the grated little window, just as Rosa had been in the habit of doing in the heyday of their friendship. Cornelius being, as may easily be imagined, not far off from the door, perceived Rosa, who at last was waiting again for him with her lamp in her hand. Seeing him so sad and pale, she was startled, and said,-- "You are ill, Mynheer Cornelius?" "Yes, I am," he answered, as indeed he was suffering in mind and in body. "I saw that you did not eat," said Rosa; "my father told me that you remained in bed all day. I then wrote to calm your uneasiness concerning the fate of the most precious object of your anxiety." "And I," said Cornelius, "I have answered. Seeing your return, my dear Rosa, I thought you had received my letter." "It is true; I have received it." "You cannot this time excuse yourself with not being able to read. Not only do you read very fluently, but also you have made marvellous progress in writing." "Indeed, I have not only received, but also read your note. Accordingly I am come to see whether there might not be some remedy to restore you to health." "Restore me to health?" cried Cornelius; "but have you any good news to communicate to me?" Saying this, the poor prisoner looked at Rosa, his eyes sparkling with hope. Whether she did not, or would not, understand this look, Rosa answered gravely,-- "I have only to speak to you about your tulip, which, as I well know, is the object uppermost in your mind." Rosa pronounced those few words in a freezing tone, which cut deeply into the heart of Cornelius. He did not suspect what lay hidden under this appearance of indifference with which the poor girl affected to speak of her rival, the black tulip. "Oh!" muttered Cornelius, "again! again! Have I not told you, Rosa, that I thought but of you? that it was you alone whom I regretted, you whom I missed, you whos
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