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"In the boat. There will be a moon. We will dine at the Antico
Giuseppone."
"So far off as that?" Artois said, rather abruptly.
"Why not? To-day I hate the town. I want tranquility. At the Antico
Giuseppone there will be scarcely any one. It is early in the season.
And afterwards we will fish for sarde, or saraglie. Take me away from
Naples, Emilio; take me away! For to-night, if I stay--well, I feel
that I shall not be santo."
Artois burst into his big roaring laugh.
"And why do you want to be santo to-night?" he asked.
"The beautiful girl! I wish to keep her memory, if only for one
night."
"Very well, then. We will fish, and you shall be a saint."
"Caro Emilio! Perhaps Viviano will come, too. But I think he will be
with Lidia. She is singing to-night at the Teatro Nuovo. Be ready at
half-past seven. I will call for you. And now I shall leave you."
He got up, went over to a mirror, carefully arranged his tie, and put
on his straw hat at exactly the most impudent angle.


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