won’t be such an easy matter for you to conspire. First of all, you will have no books, no paper, and no conjuring book. It’s books that helped Mynheer Grotius to get off.”
“I assure you, Master Gryphus,” replied Van Baerle, “that if I have entertained the idea of escaping, I most decidedly have it no longer.”
“Well, well,” said Gryphus, “just look sharp; that’s what I shall do also. But, for all that, I say His Highness has made a great mistake.”
“Not to have cut off my head? thank you, Master Gryphus.”
“Just so, look whether the Mynheers de Witte don’t keep very quiet now.”
“That’s very shocking what you say now, Master Gryphus,” cried Van Baerle, turning away his head to conceal his disgust. “You forget that one of those unfortunate gentlemen was my friend, and the other my second father.”
“Yes, but I also remember that the one, as well as the other, is a conspirator. And, moreover, I am speaking from Christian charity.”
“Oh, indeed, explain that a little to me, my good Master Gryphus. I do not quite understand it.”
“Well, then, if you had remained on the block of Master Harbruck”
“What?”
“You would not suffer any longer; whereas, I will not disguise it from you, I shall lead you a sad life of it.”
“Thank you for the promise, Master Gryphus.”
And whilst the prisoner smiled ironically at the old jailor, Rosa, from the outside, answered by a bright smile, which carried sweet consolation to the heart of Van Baerle.
