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"It is as if nature were under the influence of a drug, and
had fallen into a morbid dream, with eyes wide open, and pale, inert
and folded hands. I should like to see Naples to-day, and notice if
this weather has any effect upon that amazing population. I wonder if
my young friend, Marchese Isidoro Panacci-- By-the-way, I haven't told
you about him?"
"No."
"I must. But not now. We will continue our former conversation. Where
shall we find the boat, the small one?"
"Gaspare will bring it--Gaspare! Gaspare!"
"Signora!" cried a strong voice below.
"La piccola barca!"
"Va bene, Signora!"
They descended slowly. It would have been almost impossible to do
anything quickly on such a day. The smallest movement, indeed, seemed
almost an outrage, likely to disturb the great white dreamer of the
sea. When they reached the foot of the cliff Gaspare was there,
holding the little craft in which Vere had gone out with Ruffo.
"Do you want me, Signora?"
"No, thank you, Gaspare.


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