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The old man turned to the Italians, and said in a loud voice: "Friends and brothers! The barracks of San Francisco, San Vittore and the military hospital are in our possession. Radetzky's palace has been stormed, and the marshal's baton has fallen into the hands of the conquerors. Forward, with God! We two, an old man and a weak child, will show you the way!"

Monte-Cristo stood at one of the lofty arched windows in the Vidiserti palace, and, with a dark frown, observed the terrible massacre which Radetzky's minions created in the streets. Spero stood at his father's side. "See, papa," he said, with tear-choked utterance, "that wounded woman carrying a dead child. It was shot in her arms. Oh, the poor wretches, what did they do to the soldiers?"

The box just opposite to them was Radetzky's, and was occupied by his adjutant. Observant of everything which looked like a manifestation or a demonstration, they threw threatening glances at the color constellation, and the confidant of Radetzky immediately sent for Salvani. The impresario appeared, excited and trembling. Suppose the adjutant should forbid the performance?

"Colonel," said San Pietro, turning to the adjutant, "I have to give you the name of a traitor." "But not now," said the colonel, impatiently; "just listen to that beautiful duet." The duet between the rose and the daisy was magnificently sung. No one noticed, however, that Luciola threw a look at the gentleman in the proscenium box, directing his attention to that occupied by Radetzky's adjutant.

Angry murmurs arose. "They wish to mock us," said a young man. "Radetzky's minions have murdered my brother; I demand revenge!" "My mother was wounded at Corsa," said a second. "No compromises: war!" "Yes, war to the knife!" shouted the whole assembly. "One moment!" exclaimed Monte-Cristo, in a tone of command. "I know how angry you all are, and yet counsel you to reflect.