After the first cry of rage and grief at the discovery of the abduction of Maria van Duyk, there was a moment's silence.

Rupert broke it, laying his hand on the shoulder of Van Duyk, who had dropped despairingly into a chair.
"We will find her," he said, "wherever she be.

Let us lose no moments in sorrow.

Call up the burgomaster, or whoever leads the burghers, and let us consult." In another minute or two four of the principal magistrates of Dort had joined the party, and Van Duyk told them what had happened.
"I told her to lock the door, and not to open until she heard my voice.

Doubtless she was standing there listening to the strife without, when the men burst in at the window, and seized her before, in her surprise and terror, she had time to unlock the door.