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A middle-aged waiter came shuffling over the floor.
"The bill, please."
As she spoke she drank the brandy.
"Si, Signora."
He stood beside her.
"One coffee?"
"Si."
"One cognac!"
"Si, si."
The blind man burst into song.
"One fifty, Signora."
Hermione gave him a two-lire piece and got up to go.
"Signora--buona sera! What a pleasure!"
The Marchesino stood before her, smiling, bowing. He took her hand,
bent over it, and kissed it.
"What a pleasure!" he repeated, glancing round. "And you are alone!
The Signorina is not here?"
He stared suspiciously towards the terrace.
"And our dear friend Emilio?"
"No, no. I am quite alone."
The blind man bawled, as if he wished to drown the sound of speech.
"Please--could you stop him, Marchese?" said Hermione. "I--really--
give him this for me."
She gave the Marchese a lira.
"Signora, it isn't necessary. Silenzio! Silenzio! P-sh-sh-sh!"
He hissed sharply, almost furiously. The musicians abruptly stopped,
and the blind man made a gurgling sound, as if he were swallowing the
unfinished portion of his song.


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