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second; Parozzi sat in his own apartment; with Memmo and Falieri。

Dimly burnt the lights; lowering and tempestuous were the skies

without; gloomy and fearful were the souls of the libertines within。



Parozzi (after a long silence)。What; are you both dreaming?  Ho;

there; Memmo; Falieri; fill your goblets。



Memmo (with indifference)。Well; to please you。  But I care not

for wine to…night。



Falieri。Nor I。  Methinks it tastes like vinegar:  yet the wine

itself is good:  'tis our ill temper spoils it。



Parozzi。Confound the rascals。



Memmo。What; the banditti?



Parozzi。Not a trace of them can be found。  It is enough to kill

one with vexation。



Falieri。And in the meanwhile the time runs out; our projects will

get wind; and then we shall sit quietly in the State prisons of

Venice; objects of derision to the populace and ourselves。  I could

tear my flesh for anger。  (A universal silence。)



Parozzi (striking his hand against the table passionately)。

Flodoardo; Flodoardo。



Falieri。In a couple of hours I must attend the Cardinal Gonzaga;

and what intelligence shall I have to give him?



Memmo。Come; come; Contarino cannot have been absent so long

without cause; I warrant you he will bring some news with him when

he arrives。



Falieri。Pshaw; pshaw!  My life on't he lies at this moment at

Olympia's feet; and forgets us; the Republic; the banditti; and

himself。



Parozzi。And so neither of you know anything of this Flodoardo?



Memmo。No more than of what happened on Rosabella's birthday。



Falieri。Well; then; I know one thing more about him; Parozzi is

jealous of him。



Parozzi。I?  Ridiculous; Rosabella may bestow her hand on the

German Emperor; or a Venetian gondolier; without its giving me the

least anxiety。



Falieri。Ha! ha! ha!



Memmo。Well; one thing at least even envy must confess; Flodoardo

is the handsomest man in Venice。  I doubt whether there's a woman in

the city who can resist him。



Parozzi。And I should doubt it too; if women had as little sense as

you have; and looked only at the shell without minding the kernel …



Memmo。Which unluckily is exactly the thing which women always do …



Falieri。The old Lomellino seems to be extremely intimate with this

Flodoardo。  They say he was well acquainted with his father。



Memmo。It was he who presented him to the Doge。



Parozzi。Hark!Surely some one knocked at the palace door?



Memmo。It can be none but Contarino。  Now; then; we shall hear

whether he has discovered the banditti。



Falieri (starting from his chair)。I'll swear to that footstep;

it's Contarino。



The doors were thrown open。  Contarino entered hastily; enveloped in

his cloak。



〃Good evening; sweet gentlemen;〃 said he; and threw his mantle

aside。  And Memmo; Parozzi; and Falieri started back in horror。



〃Good God!〃 they exclaimed; 〃what has happened?  You are covered

with blood?〃



〃A trifle!〃 cried Contarino; 〃is that wine? quick; give me a goblet

of it; I expire with thirst。〃



Falieri (while he gives him a cup)。But; Contarino; you bleed?



Contarino。You need not tell me that。  I did not do it myself; I

promise you。



Parozzi。First let us bind up your wounds; and then tell us what

has happened to you。  It is as well that the servants should remain

ignorant of your adventure; I will be your surgeon myself。



Contarino。What has happened to me; say you?  Oh! a joke;

gentlemen; a mere joke。  Here; Falieri; fill the bowl again。



Memmo。I can scarcely breathe for terror。



Contarino。Very possibly; neither should I; were I Memmo instead of

being Contarino。  The wound bleeds plenteously it's true; but it's

by no means dangerous (he tore open his doublet; and uncovered his

bosom)。  There; look; comrades; you see it's only a cut of not more

than two inches deep。



Memmo (shuddering)。Mercy on me! the very sight of it makes my

blood run cold。



Parozzi brought ointments and linen; and bound up the wound of his

associate。



Contarino。Old Horace is in the right。  A philosopher can be

anything he pleases; a cobbler; a king; or a physician。  Only

observe with what dignified address the philosopher Parozzi spreads

that plaster for me。  I thank you; friend; that's enough:  and now;

comrades; place yourselves in a circle round me; and listen to the

wonders which I am going to relate。



Falieri。Proceed。



Contarino。As soon as it was twilight; I stole out; wrapped in my

cloak; determined if possible to discover some of the banditti。  I

knew not their persons; neither were they acquainted with mine。  An

extravagant undertaking; perhaps; you will tell me; but I was

resolved to convince you that everything which a man DETERMINES to

do; may be done。  I had some information respecting the rascals;

though it was but slight; and on these grounds I proceeded。  I

happened by mere accident to stumble upon a gondolier; whose

appearance excited my curiosity。  I fell into discourse with him。  I

was soon convinced that he was not ignorant of the lurking…place of

the bravoes; and by means of some gold and many fair speeches; I at

length brought him to confess that though not regularly belonging to

the band; he had occasionally been employed by them。  I immediately

made a bargain with him; he conducted me in his gondola through the

greatest part of Venice; sometimes right; sometimes left; till I

lost every idea as to the quarter of the town in which I found

myself。  At length he insisted on binding my eyes with his

handkerchief; and I was compelled to submit。  Half an hour elapsed

before the gondola stopped。  He told me to descend; conducted me

through a couple of streets; and at length knocked at a door; where

he left me still blindfolded。  The door was opened; my business was

inquired with great caution; and after some demur I was at length

admitted。  The handkerchief was now withdrawn from my eyes; and I

found myself in a small chamber; surrounded by four men of not the

most creditable appearance; and a young woman; who (it seems) had

opened the door for me。



Falieri。You are a daring fellow; Contarino。



Contarino。Here was no time to be lost。  I instantly threw my purse

on the table; promised them mountains of gold; and fixed on

particular days; hours; and signals which were necessary to

facilitate our future intercourse。  For the present I only required

that Manfrone; Conari; and Lomellino should be removed with all

possible expedition。



All。Bravo。



Contarino。So far everything went exactly as we could have wished;

and one of my new associates was just setting out to guide me home;

when we were surprised by an unexpected visit。



Parozzi。Well?



Memmo (anxiously)。Go on; for God's sake!



Contarino。A knocking was heard at the door; the girl went to

inquire the cause。  In an instant she returned pale as a corpse; and

〃Fly! fly!〃 cried she。



Falieri。What followed?



Contarino。Why then followed a whole legion of sbirri and police…

officers; and who should be at their head but the Florentine

stranger。



All。Flodoardo?  What; Flodoardo?



Contarino。Flodoardo。



Falieri。What demon could have guided him thither?



Parozzi。Hell and furies!  Oh; that I had been there。



Memmo。There; now; Parozzi; you see at least that Flodoardo is no

coward。



Falieri。Hush; let us hear the rest。



Contarino。We stood as if we had been petrified; not a soul could

stir a finger。  〃In the name of the Doge and the Republic;〃 cried

Flodoardo; 〃yield yourselves and deliver your arms。〃  〃The devil

shall yield himself sooner than we;〃 exclaimed one of the banditti;

and forced a sword from one of the officers。  The others snatched

their muskets from the walls; and as for me; my first care was to

extinguish the lamp so that we could not tell friends from foes。

But still the confounded moonshine gleamed through the window…

shutters; and shed a partial light throu

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