"Here it is, Mynheer John."

"My child," said Cornelius, "I have nothing to give you in
exchange for the service you are rendering us but the Bible
which you will find in my room; it is the last gift of an
honest man; I hope it will bring you good luck."

"I thank you, Master Cornelius, it shall never leave me,"
replied Rosa.

And then, with a sigh, she said to herself, "What a pity
that I do not know how to read!"

"The shouts and cries are growing louder and louder," said
John; "there is not a moment to be lost."

"Come along, gentlemen," said the girl, who now led the two
brothers through an inner lobby to the back of the prison.
Guided by her, they descended a staircase of about a dozen
steps; traversed a small courtyard, which was surrounded by
castellated walls; and, the arched door having been opened
for them by Rosa, they emerged into a lonely street where
their carriage was ready to receive them.

"Quick, quick, my masters! do you hear them?" cried the
coachman, in a deadly fright.

Yet, after having made Cornelius get into the carriage
first, the Grand Pensionary turned round towards the girl,
to whom he said, --