"Haste! follow him! But let him not see you.

He is young, but old in craft.

Keep him in sight all day.

Let me know whither he goes, and what he does." It was night when the servant returned.
"Well?
well ?" cried Van Swieten eagerly.
"Master, the young man went from you to Sevenbergen." Ghysbrecht groaned.
"To the house of Peter the Magician.".