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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

Artois laughed aloud.
"It doesn't matter, Vere. My friend is not too sensitive."
"Buona sera, Signorina! Buona sera, Signora! Buon riposo!"
It was Ruffo preparing to go, feeling that he scarcely belonged to
this company, although he looked in no way shy, and had been smiling
broadly at Vere's narrative of the discomfiture of the Marchesino.
"Ruffo," said Hermione, "you must wait a moment."
"Si, Signora?"
"I am going to give you a few more cigarettes."
Vere sent a silent but brilliant "Thank you" to her mother. They all
walked towards the house.
Vere and her mother were in front, Artois and Ruffo behind. Artois
looked very closely and even curiously at the boy.
"Have I ever seen you before?" he asked, as they came to the bridge.
"Signore?"
"Not the other morning. But have we ever met in Naples?"
"I have seen you pass by sometimes at the Mergellina, Signore."
"That must be it then!" Artois thought, "I have seen you there without
consciously noticing you.


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