never put his hand into the press but to ascertain whether his bulbs were dry, and that he never lo...
2011-12-11
I have no friends in this world." "Then I come back to what I thought before; and the more so as l...
"Oh, Mynheer Cornelius, speak, speak!" exclaimed Rosa, still bathed in tears. "Give me your hand, ...
Rosa had scarcely pronounced these consolatory words when a voice was heard from the staircase aski...
victim. And scarcely had Cornelius made his appearance than a fierce groan ran through the whole s...
Rosa, don't hesitate for one moment to sacrifice me, who am only still living through you, -- me, w...
Society? It was money lent at a thousand per cent., which, as nobody will deny, was a very handsom...
"Oh, sir, sir! here I am!" Cornelius stretched out his arms, and, looking to heaven, uttered a cry...
about it, because, thanks to this nap, I shall be able to come every evening and chat for an hour w...
Baerle's beds tulips which dazzled him by their beauty, and almost choked him by their perfection! ...
meant, and, on being informed of the cause of all this stir, climbed up to his post of observation,...
"Sir, it is Craeke." "Craeke! the confidential servant of Mynheer John de Witt? Good, let him wait...
"You would open the door?" "No, I should allow it to be forced." "But they will kill me!" "Yes, i...
he perhaps have yielded to the mere desire of vengeance which was gnawing at his heart, had not the...
useless to go any farther; we are lost!" "Here they are! here they are!" five hundred voices were ...