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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

It might have been two hours
later, or much less, when he felt a hand upon his arm, turned round,
and saw Gaspare beside him.
"Where is the Signora?"
"Gone to the hotel? And the Signorina?"
Gaspare looked at Artois with a sort of heavy gloom, then looked down
to the ground.
"You have lost her?"
"Si."
There was a dulness of fatalism in his voice.
Artois did not reproach him.
"Did you lose them when the balloon went up?" he asked.
"Macche! It was not the balloon!" Gaspare said, fiercely.
"What was it?"
Artois felt suddenly that Gaspare had some perfect excuse for his
inattention.
"Some one spoke to me. When I--when I had finished the Signorina and
that Signore were gone."
"Some one spoke to you. Who was it?"
"It was Ruffo."
Artois stared at Gaspare.
"Ruffo! Was he alone?"
"No, Signore."
"Who was with him?"
"His mother was with him."
"His mother. Did you speak to her?"
"Si, Signore."
There was a silence between them. It was broken by a sound of bells.


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