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But would the
Signorina help him? He could not tell. How can one ever tell what a
girl will do at a given moment?
With a jerk the carriage drew up beneath the walls of the prison that
frowns upon the Piazza di Masaniello, and the Marchesino roused
himself to the battle and sprang out. The hum of the great crowd
already assembled, the brilliance of the illuminations that lit up the
houses, Nuvolo's tower, the fa?ade of the Church of the Carmine, and
the adjoining monastery, the loud music of the band that was stationed
in the Kiosk before the enclosure, stirred his young blood. As he went
quickly to help Hermione and Vere, he shot a glance almost of contempt
at the gray hairs of Emilio, who was getting out of the carriage
slowly. Artois saw the glance and understood it. For a moment he stood
still. Then he paid the coachman and moved on, encompassed by the
masses of people who were struggling gayly towards the centre of the
square, intent upon seeing the big doll that was enthroned there
dressed as Masaniello.


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