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"
Oh
!
"
said
Rosa
,
with
a
sigh
,
"
you
are
very
fond
of
your
bulbs
.
"
"
To
tell
the
truth
,
"
said
the
prisoner
,
sighing
likewise
,
"
since
your
father
crushed
that
unfortunate
bulb
,
I
feel
as
if
part
of
my
own
self
had
been
paralyzed
.
"
"
Now
just
hear
me
,
"
said
Rosa
;
"
will
you
try
something
else
?
"
"
What
?
"
"
Will
you
accept
the
proposition
of
my
father
?
"
"
Which
proposition
?
"
"
Did
not
he
offer
to
you
tulip
bulbs
by
hundreds
?
"
"
Indeed
he
did
.
"
"
Accept
two
or
three
,
and
,
along
with
them
,
you
may
grow
the
third
sucker
.
"
"
Yes
,
that
would
do
very
well
,
"
said
Cornelius
,
knitting
his
brow
;
"
if
your
father
were
alone
,
but
there
is
that
Master
Jacob
,
who
watches
all
our
ways
.
"
