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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

His woolen shirt, wide open,
showed a medal resting on his broad chest, one of those amulets that
are said to protect the fishermen from the dangers of the sea. Artois
resolved to ask this man the question he wished, yet feared to put to
some one. Afterwards he wondered why he had picked out this man.
Perhaps it was because he looked happy.
Artois caught the man's eye.
"You want a boat, Signore?"
With a quick movement the fellow was beside him on the other side of
the wall.
"I'll take your boat--perhaps this evening."
"At what hour, Signore?"
"We'll see. But first perhaps you can tell me something."
"What is it?"
"You live here at Mergellina?"
"Si, Signore."
"Do you know any one called--called Buonavista?"
The eyes of Artois were fixed on the man's face.
"Buonavista--si, Signore."
"You do?"
"Ma si, Signore," said the man, looking at Artois with a sudden flash
of surprise. "The family Buonavista, I have known it all my life."
"The family? Oh, then there are many of them?"
The man laughed.


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