D’Eglantiers. What’s the good?—there’s no money in it.
Taelinck. I’ll report you!
D’Eglantiers. I won’t give you the chance! [Draws his sword.]
Taelinck (defends himself). You miserable thief.
[They fight. Van Werve and Clara are about to take the opportunity of escaping, when Pluckx enters with his men.]
Pluckx. What! fighting here? Why, the Hollanders are coming!
D’Eglantiers. What! Where? When?
[Shouts of “Oranje boven!”[[29]] outside. Van Werve rushes at Taelinck and disarms him.]
Van Werve. Yes!—“Oranje boven!”
Pluckx. Here they come! Sauve qui peut!