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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

Let me--"
The Marchesino was out in a moment and helped them all to land. He
called to the sailors that he would send down food and wine to them and
Gaspare. Then, piloted by the boy with the lantern, they walked up
carefully through dark passages and over crumbling stairs, turned to
the left, and came out upon a small terrace above the sea and facing
the curving lamps of Naples. Just beyond was a long restaurant, lined
with great windows on one side and with mirrors on the other, and
blazing with light.
"Ecco!" cried the Marchesino. "Ecco lo Scoglio di Frisio! And here is
the Padrone!" he added, as a small, bright-eyed man, with a military
figure and fierce mustaches, came briskly forward to receive them.

CHAPTER XIII
The dinner, which was served at a table strewn with red carnations
close to an open window, was a gay one, despite Artois. It could
hardly have been otherwise with a host so complacent, so attentive, so
self-possessed, so hilarious as the Marchesino.


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