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Conclusion

           

           Andthirdly,standingonaraisedstepamongthemaidensofHaarlem,abeautifulFrisiangirl,dressedinfinescarletwoollencloth,embroideredwithsilver,andcoveredwithalaceveil,whichfellinrichfoldsfromherhead-dressofgoldbrocade;inoneword,Rosa,who,faintandwithswimmingeyes,wasleaningonthearmofoneoftheofficersofWilliam.

           ThePrincethenslowlyunfoldedtheparchment,andsaid,withacalmclearvoice,which,althoughlow,madeitselfperfectlyheardamidsttherespectfulsilence,whichallatoncearrestedthebreathoffiftythousandspectators:

           “Youknowwhathasbroughtushere?

           “Aprizeofonehundredthousandguildershasbeenpromisedtowhosoevershouldgrowtheblacktulip.

           “Theblacktuliphasbeengrown;hereitisbeforeyoureyes,cominguptoalltheconditionsrequiredbytheprogrammeoftheHorticulturalSocietyofHaarlem.

           “Thehistoryofitsproduction,andthenameofitsgrower,willbeinscribedinthebookofhonourofthecity.

           “Letthepersonapproachtowhomtheblacktulipbelongs.”

           Inpronouncingthesewords,thePrince,tojudgeoftheeffecttheyproduced,surveyedwithhiseagleeyethethreeextremitiesofthetriangle.

           HesawBoxtelrushingforward.HesawCorneliusmakeaninvoluntarymovement;andlastlyhesawtheofficerwhowastakingcareofRosalead,orratherpushherforwardtowardshim.

           AtthesightofRosa,adoublecryaroseontherightandleftofthePrince.

           Boxtel,thunderstruck,andCornelius,injoyfulamazement,bothexclaimed,

           “Rosa!Rosa!”

           “Thistulipisyours,isitnot,mychild?”saidthePrince.

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