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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

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"Thank you, Fabiano."
Artois put a lira into his hand.
"I shall take the /Star of the Sea/ very soon."
"This evening, Signore; it will be fine for sailing this evening."
"If not this evening, another day. A rivederci, Fabiano."
"A rivederci, Signore. Buon passeggio."
The man went back to his companions, and, as Artois walked on began
talking eagerly to them, and pointing after the stranger.
Artois did not know what he would do later on in the evening, but he
had decided on the immediate future. He would walk up the hill to the
village of Posilipo, then turn down to the left, past the entrance to
the Villa Rosebery, and go to the Antico Giuseppone, where he could
dine by the waterside. It was quiet there, he knew; and he could have
a cutlet and a zampaglione, a cup of coffee and a cigar, and sit and
watch the night fall. And when it had fallen? Well, he would not be
far from the island, nor very far from Naples, and he could decide
then what to do.
He followed out this plan, and arrived at the Giuseppone at evening.


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