In that will you bid me to love and marry a handsome young man of twenty-six or eight years.

I am on the look-out for that young man, and as the whole of my day is taken up with your tulip, you must needs leave me the evenings to find him." "But, Rosa, the will was made in the expectation of death, and, thanks to Heaven, I am still alive." "Well, then, I shall not be after the handsome young man, and I shall come to see you." "That's it, Rosa, come! come!" "Under one condition." "Granted beforehand!" "That the black tulip shall not be mentioned for the next three days." "It shall never be mentioned any more, if you wish it, Rosa." "No, no," the damsel said, laughing, "I will not ask for impossibilities." And, saying this, she brought her fresh cheek, as if unconsciously, so near the iron grating, that Cornelius was able to touch it with his lips.
Rosa uttered a little scream, which, however, was full of love, and disappeared..