Of course, Jeus knows, the miracle will be worse than useless if he should tell these people anything about it; if he should say that he was a clairvoyant, nothing would have any more meaning.

He looks through steel and iron and is a clairvoyant of the best kind, however, these men, these children do not understand it.

They do feel something, but that will not mean anything tomorrow.

They feel something of his personality and really none of his life, no, at the end of the day he is a run-of-the-mill chauffeur.

However, a person who possesses intellectuality, and there are lots of these intellectuals here, the hotels are full of them, because the season has started, feels a bit of Jeus’ life, even the Rothschilds ask for him and do not want any other chauffeur.

That young man has something; that life is polite.

Also Count Von Weber, a friend of the Rothschilds, wants him as a chauffeur, an English lady already wants exactly the same, they feel some of his loving and radiant personality; yes, they talk about Jeus.

When these people have finished talking, they tell each other all kinds of things such as:

‘You should ask for that polite chauffeur, his name is Jozef.

Then you will be sure of a good service.

It is a pity that a person with such intellect has to work as a chauffeur.’

Willem tells Jeus that he has heard people say it, he was right there when those people had a pleasant little chat about everything, after a meal and a drink.

They talk about Jeus in Scheveningen, he is noticeable for his politeness and sense of duty, his appearance and kind-heartedness, he returns people’s own feelings, he is respectful, Crisje.

And that means something, after all.

But the men in the garage are jealous, because the good and rich customers ask for him.

The boss says, you should just do exactly the same.

Does Jeus butter them up?

Can you butter up the Rothschilds?

Can you butter up Count Von Weber and the English nobility?

You must earn that yourself.

These people are already asking whether he will become their personal chauffeur, but then Jeus says: ‘No, not for anything.’

There is a part of him that now flatly refuses!

He does not know the reason.

He knows if those people are well served, that will just be for a short time and then they will become dissatisfied again anyway.

The day after tomorrow the novelty will have completely worn off, and then he can drop dead.

Nevertheless, they talk, they would like a chauffeur like that.

‘Come with us to Charlottenburg, Jeus ... Jozef.’

‘No, I will stay here, I will not leave.’

He has to go to Noordwijk with Von Weber to play golf.

When the count sees that he has sprained his wrist since he hits the ball metres into the ground, the man laughs, of course.

The count asks him to dine with him.

‘No’, he says, ‘I will not!

I do not intend to amuse you, tomorrow you will not look at me, anyway.

That is just a whim of yours and I do not want to give in to whims.

But, just give me the money, then I will buy a piece of sausage, a slice of bread and I will have five guilders left for myself.

I am certainly not that stupid, Count.

No, I really do not want anything to do with your rich fuss. I do my best, but I will remain myself.’

The Rothschilds are great people, but they can tell him more.

‘I give you an excellent service, but I do not want to sit at the table with you in order that you may laugh at me, I do not want to act the fool, be the entertainment.’ Jeus does not want to have: just look how nice the Count is, he is eating with a chauffeur, just do that with your own kind!

It is Irma who has shown him riches, and who dealt him the first sensitive blow, so that he suffocated from it and almost committed suicide, as a result of which he now mistrusts all these people.

I am not here for your amusement, even if you are stinking rich; you will not get me!

‘Good day, Count, where will we go?

Good day, madam, get the ‘droodles’!

Well, I am driving already, but, of course, Baron, obviously, I understand!!’

‘That person’, Jeus hears Count Von Weber telling the Rothschilds, ‘has feeling.’

But what is ‘feeling’, Jeus thinks.

He will have to have a think about it.

It is a nice word, but it is not German, of course, those people speak all languages.

Of course!

But it comes to him: it is the English word feeling, and then he understands it.

Yes, he can feel what they think of him, but that rich carry-on can tell him more.

It is during this time that the whole world is talking about Jeus.

As far as America they are talking about mother Crisje’s Jeus.

He has become world famous and in one fell swoop. However, not because of his miraculous contact with the astral world, but because of something material, something completely different, which no one thinks about, it does not even enter their minds, but it does enter Jeus’.

There is an international conference in the Peace Palace, of which Lord Finlay is the chairman.

Every morning the lord is brought to the Peace Palace and this morning it is Jeus’ turn.

He comes to the Palace Hotel and hears him say in English:

‘Peace Palace!’

It is great.

Off Jeus goes, but he begins to think.

What is that, Piss Palace?

He refuses to acknowledge that he does not know the way, but what is that?

He turns and immediately drives into the street opposite the Palace Hotel and has to think.

If the lord sees and starts to realize that he does not know where he has to go, his boss will get to hear about it and that is wrong.

The lord will not tolerate driving round without knowing where he is going.

What should he do?

Should he be honest and tell the lord that he does not know what he wants?

Thousands of thoughts race through his head and there is no Willem to help him now.

Good heavens, what is Piss Palace?

He resolutely lets the lord out at a urinal.

Of course, that’s it, but he does not think, it does not enter his head that Lord Finchlay has done his business in the hotel and a noble figure does not require a street palace. Jeus stops and says:

“Here is the Piss Palace, sir.”

What does that chauffeur want?

The man, who is with the lord and is an American newspaper giant, looks at Jeus.

The lord does not understand him either.

Isn’t that something?

Can that man not understand him then?

But that is really simple, when you feel that you need a Piss Palace, isn’t it?

Then Jeus will explain it to him in one go with gestures.

He stands there next to his Mercedes-Benz – that measly machine does not mean a thing anymore, the boss realized that he needed nicer cars – pulls the door towards him, holds his hand under the place where his manhood is situated, makes a gesture, it is obvious, the lord must understand him now, and that is also the case.

Suddenly both men burst out laughing.

The old lord is splitting his sides and screams, the man gets convulsions from laughing, points to Jeus, indicates that he must turn round, the lord cannot carry on, he has to get the laughter out of his system first and return to normal.

Is that a stunt?

When Jeus comes to the Palace Hotel, the doorman races outside and asks what the matter is with this nobleman, the lord.

The lord points to Jeus, the man is laughing so much, the American not any less so; suddenly the whole hotel is in an uproar.

It is then the doorman, who speaks fifteen languages, gets to hear that Jeus took the lord to a urinal.

And that is the Peace Palace ...

It is enough to make you die laughing, and that almost happened, because a doctor had to be called out immediately for the lord, the good man cannot calm down.

Jeus is standing there and could hit himself on the head.

The American says that he has to wait.

Then he just waits.

Everyone is laughing, is that a joke then?

Half an hour later the lord comes back with the newspaper giant.

When the man sees Jeus, it begins again.

He cannot stop laughing.

Finally they are ready.

He now has to wait at the Peace Palace.

This morning no matters of international significance can be discussed, the men will laugh there this morning.

An hour later all of America knows about it.

The newspaper giant sends the story all over the world.

All of Scheveningen is laughing at Jeus of mother Crisje.

The lord told the doorman that Jeus’ boss must not make a fuss.

But when Jeus comes back to the garage, that man asks him:

“I thought that you could speak languages, Joost?”

“Do I not speak languages then, sir?”

The boss does not accept his pleasantries now.

Do not forget that you had Lord Finchlay in the car.

I might lose my customer, one of the best people. However, the doorman has already called, the lord says that Jeus is precious.

He has never felt so good as he did today.

The day passes and evening falls.

At eight o’clock there is a telephone call for a car with Jeus.

A car for the lord ‘with Jeus’ it is called.

And then he drives up to the front.

The doorman asks him to come in for a moment.

And what does he see?

Good grief, there are a hundred elegant people there, and all those people are looking at him, the miracle of the day.

They are laughing!

They are laughing loudly, and the lord and the newspaperman are at the front.

He sees that the Rothschilds and Weber are also laughing at him.

What do all those people want from him?

He looks them in the eye one by one.

Look at that girl there watching.

What does all that high-and-mighty, rich carry-on want with him?

Good heavens, but what have I done then; is that so funny?

Do you have to laugh at me?

People used to laugh as well, but then it was because he was so neat and tidy.

Do I not look good?

He has bought himself a chauffeur’s outfit costing eighty guilders; they may have a good look at him.

The lord approaches him and puts something in his hand, the newspaperman follows, he feels, he is getting money for nothing and then the newspaperman is talking to the doorman about it.

The lord and his people leave, but that young lady there is looking at him too much, what does that girl want anyway?

Does she want a part of his life?

Are you not laughing, child?

What do you want anyway?

“Joost”, he hears from the doorman, “you can go with them to America.

That man wants you as a chauffeur.

You will earn big money from him.

What will you do?”

Jeus immediately knows what he wants.

A voice in him says:

‘I am not going to America, I do not want to drive for those people.’

“Man, you are mad, this is a life-long post for you.”

“No, I am staying here.”

Is he not just lucky?

A hundred guilders in his pocket and for nothing.

They can get that every day from him.

All of America knows about Jeus.

A chauffeur from The Hague took the lord to the Piss Palace.

If people on earth do not yet know what a piss palace is, they now know.

But he does not like that American.

When he is there, it will be like that; he can drop dead.

No, do not moan any longer, I will not go.

I do not want that job, I will stay in Holland, and I will not go any further away from Crisje.

But he now experiences something else every second.

People ask for him in the Grand Hotel.

Is that not that child?

Was she not with the lord?

The doorman says that he will have a count and countess in his car, and those people asked for him.

Isn’t that something?

“Where do you wish to go, Count?”

“We would like to go to that old castle, please, you know where that is.”

“Yes, of course, Count.

Please get in.”

Now to that old castle in Wassenaar.

He will get his nice cup of tea there with his cigarette, Crisje, he may spend more, but he puts the money in his pocket, and then he goes back to the hotel.

From now on, Crisje, these people will only want to drive with him as well.

But the young countess, Crisje, has fallen madly in love with Jeus, and that happened immediately when he came in that evening, she was mad about him.

How can it be, but it is the truth.

If Casje does not make sure now that he gets his love, Jeus will get a little countess; she is beautiful and a good child as well.

Every morning it is now a case of going to the ‘Pond’, where the twenty-six year old countess feeds the ducks, and Jeus makes sure there is bread, which she crumbles for feed.

Is that not enough to make you die laughing, Crisje?

However, there is no laughter here, this is deadly serious, Crisje, but where must this ship strand?

People order the car beforehand, so that they definitely know that he will be coming.

Yes, there are complaints, the men do not swallow that, but it cannot be helped, Jeus brings in money for his boss and is a popular chauffeur, politeness gets you everywhere, he is a gentleman, Crisje!

Jeus goes shopping with the countess, gets tips such as he has never had before, the doorman starts to feel and understand something.

Is that countess mad about a run-of-the-mill chauffeur?

That must be the case.

Crisje, you should see how she looks at Jeus.

Her love is very obvious.

Jeus also looks, but he does not understand it, he is not tuned into love, rich people only want to cheat you.

Casje, the blow from the past is working now, you laid enormous foundations for love, there is no danger, but still.

That must not go on for too long.

And if that little countess had said, Crisje, what she will ask Jeus in a week’s time, then he would no longer have been a chauffeur. Then Casje would have had to have looked for another, and Jeus would have made a trip around the world with his little countess.

But, Casje is just ahead of her, and that, dear Crisje, is also a miracle.

World, watch what will now happen.

Does Jeus not want to go to the theatre?

‘No, not me, I will collect you this evening, but I will not come along to the theatre.’ That is enough to drive you mad.

You see, Bernard, these are the matters and the things, which Jeus finds crazy and mean nothing to him, but the count should have asked another chauffeur that.

Three days later the doorman asks him whether he is completely mad.

“Do you not see then, dope, that this child is mad about you?”

“About me, doorman?”

“Yes, idiot, she is in love with you.

That only happens once in a lifetime, and it is in your hands.

On top of that, they are swimming in money.

Man, do not let this chance escape you.

Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Not me.”

“Are you married then?”

“I’m not married either.”

“Well, just grab your chance, this is not fooling about, I am telling you.

Did you think that a count would bother about you if there was nothing else?”

Whatever the man says, Jeus laughs right in his face.

But see for yourself, Crisje.

The countess is walking there; she is feeding the ducks.

Jeus follows her and thinks everything is absolutely crazy.

Now and again she looks him right in the eye.

Yes, he thinks, you would say that she means it.

It is Saturday.

He is free tomorrow.

If only you had said something to him, girl, then you could have laid an enormous foundation for yourself, and you would probably have got him as well.

Say it yourself, who can compete with this?

If you tell him honestly, did you think that Jeus was so disbelieving?

Just weep for a moment and you will have him.

Just show your spirit and you will have him for eternity.

Is it not yet at that stage, girl?

For him you are nothing more than ‘life’ ... there is no more to it, your riches mean nothing to him.

And you now feel that, and therefore you carry on and think: he is the one!

Because you have been beaten by life, you do not see any riches either, you think that Jeus is the one.

But why are you still waiting?

I already see it, you have no inspiration, there are no angels to protect you and give you happiness, or they would know what will now happen.

Go for it now, and you will have Jeus of mother Crisje!

Close him completely in your heart, and you will have him.

But can a respectable member of the nobility do that?

Can you throw caution to the winds just like that?

No, of course not, but now, it must happen today, or you will have lost him, you will not get him!

And nothing happened yet, Crisje, the Saturday passed, the girl is courting, but Jeus is free tomorrow.

He will go out tomorrow with Bernard, Hendrik and Gerrit.

Hendrik has a job at Van de Pijl at the workshop; the boss is there and does not want to miss him for all the money in the world.

Gerrit has become a house servant somewhere, and they know that Teun and Miets will soon come to The Hague.

But tomorrow they will go out, he has a day off, they will go to the German club.

Jeus is dancing with a German girl.

He can dance, it is ‘das Stolzenfels am Rhein’ there, and he is enjoying himself.

While dancing he looks around him.

What is that?

Who is that there?

‘Oh, that is a girlfriend of mine.’

Jeus looks at that girl, he lets go of the child with whom he is dancing, leaves her standing, goes to the door and asks:

“Do you come from Vienna?”

“Yes”, she says, “is that written on my face?”

Jeus has got his girl, he is completely mad in one fell swoop, Crisje, completely mad; he is already dancing and does not want anything to do with any other girl, she is the one!

How can it be ... Of course, she wants to look at him, she wants to think about it, she is not so enthusiastic as Jeus, but just as mad about him as he is about her, and she also wants to have a kiss.

Yes, Bernard, I have found my girl, got my girl, how is it possible?

The first child is furious, he is her boy, but there is no one else anymore for Jeus.

He does not know how he knew that she came from Vienna, he just knew, that is very simple, like the wisdom of the machines, you have it, and it belongs to you.

But it is a strange thing, after all.

He is her boy and she is his girl!

Who wants something?

He suddenly bursts, he is just as mad as the time before, no, he is madder, Crisje, he is beside himself with happiness and cannot get enough of it.

And that happened so suddenly, today, just in time, but Jeus does not know that.

He thinks again about his girl day and night.

He would prefer to abandon everything to have her with him, but that is not possible.

The girl from Vienna does not want to miss him for all the money in the world and that does him good. Jeus has her and feels, he cannot get enough of this love and he can count on it.

This child will not cheat him, he will not cheat her either, and he would not want anyone else for all the money in the world, his heart is crying with jubilation.

Finally, Crisje, he has got his girl, finally!

But he has to work hard, once a week he can go out with her, but she will come and visit him at the garage now and again.

And you should see his girl; she is like Mary Magdalene.

Bernard said so himself.

Bernard, Hendrik and Gerrit also found their girls there, they were besieged, Crisje’s boys look good, and the other boys there were beaten to death.

Jeus has to go back to that old castle with the countess.

The countess asks whether she can sit next to him, so they may talk.

But, of course.

Jeus smokes his cigarettes, as he talks to the countess, but she must not get any ideas, he has his girl.

He does not even think that she wants something from him, because to him she is a good person. And there are so many people who want to sit next to you to talk, and they are usually good people.

She is also a good person and what that doorman said is just him talking nonsense.

The countess brings up the conversation as they are driving to the castle.

“Do you have a girlfriend yet, Jozef?”

“Girlfriend?

I certainly do, of course.

I have a girl from Vienna.”

“Oh.

Have you known her for long?”

“Long?

If I have known her for long?

No, just three days.

But she is excellent, great.

My girl is wonderful.”

“Do you love her?”

“Certainly, a lot.”

“Is that possible then in three days, Jozef?”

“Yes, I am absolutely thrilled, Countess.”

There is silence.

Isn’t that something?

Did I say anything wrong, Jeus thinks.

Why is she suddenly silent?

There is the castle.

He has to have coffee with her, and he now determines that the countess peep at him.

What does she want from him?

What does this rich little dove want from him, from his life?

What does this rich child hope to achieve with such a poor chauffeur?

He thinks about Irma.

Yes, she would like that, wouldn’t she?

Did you also have such a blow?

But then you must not come to me to look for comfort, you will not do that, you must fight it out for yourself, I also did that then.

Yes, of course.

If you have me, then that will only be for a few days and then I will be dealt a blow, anyway.

Jeus is thinking, the countess is also thinking, but his girl is just as beautiful as this rich lady.

She is also beautiful, but she should see his girl.

You rich people, Jeus thinks, you think that you can buy everything with your money, but you will not get me.

However, the countess is thinking, ‘my God, three days too late!

That is hard to believe, that is not possible, is it?

Jeus is also thinking.

He still feels the traces of blood on his face, caused by Irma, this thing with this girl next to him, even if she is a lady, does not mean a thing to him.

In deep thought he converses within himself.

‘I know you rich people!

I have already received a terrible blow from you rich people, but that will not happen to me again.

When they have had enough of you, you are out the door.

Why does she not look within her own class?

There are plenty of millionaires, plenty of men, but you will not get me.

Does the countess mean it?

Countess?

Do you mean it?’

It is as if she feels what he is thinking about, which prompts her to ask:

“Can you forget that girl, Jozef?”

What is she asking me, Jeus thinks.

“What did you ask me?

No, no.”

The countess opens up to Jeus:

“I just said ...!”

Now Jeus hears that she wants to race around the world with him, that she really loves him, then he can and must be fitted for fifty suits, that she will buy a Mercedes-Benz in order to be able to make a world trip, that he will later join her father’s business, he is a millionaire. They will get married quickly, that he is her eternal love and will never know any more worries!

Is there anything else, Jeus thinks.

But it remains:

‘No, no!!

I have my girl!’

She wants to leave immediately, she now sits in the back of the car.

Jeus is not sure what to think; it is extremely sad.

But what is the matter with that rich child?

He is worrying as well, he meanwhile adores his girl from Vienna, and he has already forgotten the girl in the back.

Riches mean nothing to him, nothing at all, and if you wish to know he does not cheat on girls.

He is absolutely mad about his girl from Vienna!

Absolutely, Crisje, and who would deny him his girl?

No one can!

He will not succumb to money, he cannot be reached, but the countess does not give up yet.

Jeus does not sense or know that within a short time he will again have to fight for his girl from Vienna. If Jeus knew everything beforehand, then he would go completely mad, Crisje, and then it will be Irma all over again!

A few days later he has to go to that old castle again with the Count and his daughter.

‘No’, he hears, ‘father, you cannot buy that man.

Money has no value!’

Why did he have to hear that?

They asked him to remain by the car and he is now sitting there and feels spied upon by that money!

Again, he hears:

‘Father, you cannot buy spiritual gold, Father.”

The count looks at Jeus.

And that man, Jeus senses, is a good person.

No, dear child, you cannot buy him.

And the worst thing is, the most intense and sickening thing is, just like the little nurse from Arnhem, you are just two days too late!!

You came too late, you should have decided the day before yesterday, but Casje was just ahead of you!

Because that’s what it is!

Casje brought him to another life, and that life came from Vienna to Jeus, he is involved with that life, but you do not know those laws.

It is a pity, but this is also a miracle.

The doorman runs after him on the lawn of the Grand Hotel.

The man thinks that Jeus is mad.

“Idiot, will you let your chance of a lifetime go?

Idiot?”

“You take her then”, Jeus of mother Crisje says, “if you want to be rich that much.

You would abandon your wife and children for that rich bird, wouldn’t you?”

The next evening he drives the count and his daughter to the theatre; the count asks him to watch the play along with them.

“No”, he says, “I will come back to collect you, because if I go to the theatre with you; then I would just be cheating my girl.

I won’t do so.”

He has to come and collect the family

Then they go to the Royal for a nice meal and a drink.

The waiter is already coming.

He has to come in and eat.

“No, I will not do that.

I do not like Hors d’oeuvres, but you can bring a plate outside.”

What will the waiter do?

A dish is brought for ten persons.

The chauffeurs have a good meal and a drink outside under the trees of the Voorhout. It is delicious.

It is topped with a cup of coffee afterwards.

Is that family yours?

Yes, that is my father and my sister.

They have fun, but it is true, you do not see a family like that every day.

On their return, the count asks Jeus a final question:

“Do you not want to make my daughter happy, Jozef?”

“No”, he utters briefly and harshly, “not for all the money in the world, I have my girl!”

Where is the countess?

Does he not have to drive today?

No, not tomorrow or the day after tomorrow either, the family has suddenly gone, disappeared.

Idiot!

The danger for Casje is over, Crisje.

They have fled, that poor child will just have to look for something else now; and yet, Crisje, she loved Jeus!

And it was true love as well!

Count Von Weber and the Rothschilds smile sweetly at him.

Now that he has to take them to the train one by one, the season is over, he also gets to hear that they think he is a strong lad and he must drive for them again next year.

A stroke of luck, Jozef, really, we mean it, you are a person who knows what he wants, you cannot be bought. But he does not get to hear this last part. However, the Rothschilds know that and they like him.

There they go, the rich people, Jeus thinks, also a stroke of luck and see you next season, this year was one of unprecedented beauty!

Weber leers sideways at him, not from above, but from underneath. Count Von Weber says goodbye to Jeus as a friend.

You are a man, Jozef!

Understood!

Yes, of course, Count, he has understood!

Willem and Casje, thanks!

This was spiritual art!

Really, there were chauffeurs who would have abandoned their wives and five children, but those runaways did not get their chance.

Is he just completely mad?

Does he feel like suffering hunger for all his life?

You should hear them talking.

One thing is true, under his own power Jeus would not have known how to act either and yet, Casje knows that, no one will get him for money and riches.

The only thing, which Jeus found a pity, was that he would have liked to have tried that Mercedes, a real racing car, which she talked about, and then they could have told him more.

The ducks at the Pond can tell you all about it, they know that Jeus the Prince fed them, but he has earned at least five hundred guilders as a result of that feeding, that is almost enough to get married and is an entirely different story!

Yes, Jeus, she really loved you.

She lost her mother when she was young and she has been dealt a similar blow to you by rich people, she had had quite enough of all that fuss.

She thought exactly the way you felt, she is in love and her father does everything to see his child happy.

It is the truth, Jeus, that man is a millionaire and is involved in ‘Krupp’.

Do you not know that name yet?

‘Von Bohlen’ is also involved, but what does it mean to you?

She will also get her love.

They already know, Jeus, not everything can be bought with money.

When you were standing there in the Palace Hotel and looked them in the eye one by one, you immediately enchanted her; she suddenly knew.

You were the one, however, her great feeling was cautious at first, and as a result of her sweet character she was precisely too late; but what is ‘being too late’ for the Divine universes?

You would not have reached out anymore to the spiritual sciences, you would not have served any more for Casje and the universes, and you would have laughed right in Willem’s face with his talk.

But what is now better?

You have accepted your own happiness, Jeus, simple happiness. Casje now knows, he no longer needs to fear all those earthly worries, you have proved what you want!

Casje had to act as fast as lightning, but he knew that your girl from Vienna was in Scheveningen and she has to do with your own life.

Because of this you left that other girl standing, and did you also know that she came from Vienna. However, this will always be the case if it is significant to Casje, you will be sent the worldly wisdom and the knowledge from that source, because this also has to do with all the other things.

You are serving Our Lord, Jeus, and not one person, but millions of people!

And that is an entirely different story!

But thank you!

You are here in order to do something and not to race around the world with a car for your own pleasure.

It is true, Jeus, you would now have been lost to the masters and that has now been prevented!

And now, carry on; we are closing this season, you will now play the part of taxi driver, you will also learn an awful lot from that, because your boss is only here for the season.

Well, Jeus, we will follow you!