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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"


"Oh, I should love to go among the people and see everything," she
answered, eagerly.
The Marchesino's brow cleared.
"Let us go, Emilio! You hear what the Signorina says."
"Very well," said Artois.
His voice was reluctant, even cold. Vere glanced at him quickly.
"Would you rather stay here, Monsieur Emile?" she said.
"No, Vere, no. Let us go and see the fun."
He smiled at her.
"We must keep close together," he added, looking at the Marchesino.
"The crowd is tremendous."
"But they are all in good humor," he answered, carelessly. "We
Neapolitans, we are very gay, that is true, but we do not forget our
manners when we have a festa. There is nothing to fear. This is the
best way out. We must cross the Mercato. The illuminations of the
streets beyond are always magnificent. The Signorina shall walk down
paths of fire, but she shall not be burned."
He led the way with Vere, going in front to disarm the suspicion which
he saw plainly lurking in Emilio's eyes.


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