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Master and Pupil

           

           “Iamnowonlywaitingforyourfurtherorderstoputinthebulb,youknowthatImustbebehindhandwithyou,asIhaveinmyfavourallthechancesofgoodair,ofthesun,andabundanceofmoisture.”

           “Alltrue,alltrue,”exclaimedCornelius,clappinghishandswithjoy,“youareagoodpupil,Rosa,andyouaresuretogainyourhundredthousandguilders.”

           “Don’tforget,”saidRosa,smiling,“thatyourpupil,asyoucallme,hasstillotherthingstolearnbesidesthecultivationoftulips.”

           “Yes,yes,andIamasanxiousasyouare,Rosa,thatyoushouldlearntoread.”

           “Whenshallwebegin?”

           “Atonce.”

           “No,to-morrow.”

           “Whyto-morrow?”

           “Becauseto-dayourhourisexpired,andImustleaveyou.”

           “Already?Butwhatshallweread?”

           “Oh,”saidRosa,“Ihaveabook,abookwhichIhopewillbringusluck.”

           “To-morrow,then.”

           “Yes,to-morrow.”

           OnthefollowingeveningRosareturnedwiththeBibleofCorneliusdeWitt.

           

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