Van Duyk listened with great attention, and promised that when he went shortly to Haarlem he would use all his influence to abbreviate the powers which the deputies so unwisely used.
Two or three days before the date fixed for Rupert's departure, he was walking in the town with Mynheer Von Duyk and his daughter, when he observed a person gazing intently at him from the entrance to a small bylane.

He started, and exclaimed: "There is that rascal, Sir Richard Fulke!" "Where ?" exclaimed both his companions.
"He has gone now," Rupert said.

"But he stood there in shadow, at the entrance to that lane." So saying, he hurried forward, but no sign of his enemy was visible.
"Are you sure it was he ?" Mynheer Von Duyk asked.

"What can he be doing in Holland ?" Rupert then in a few words recounted their meeting in Liege, the subsequent attempt to murder him at the mill, and the disappearance of Sir Richard Fulke, and his exchange into some other regiment.
Von Duyk was much disturbed.
"This touches me nearly," he said.

"It is from your interference on behalf of my daughter that you have incurred this fellow's enmity, and it is clear that he will shrink at nothing to gratify it.
Moreover, I cannot consider my daughter to be in safety, as long as so reckless a man as this is in the town.