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His thoughts were not regarding his own safety he desired to rescue Aslitta if possible. The subterranean prison into which Aslitta had been thrown was dark as pitch, and it was a long time before his eyes became accustomed to the darkness and he could make out his surroundings. He remembered that he had descended many steps, and he supposed that his cell was in the casemates of the citadel.
Yes, she recognized and knew the man who took up the cause of Italy's misery, and had confidence in his ability to carry out whatever project he undertook. As the major uttered the threat against La Luciola, Aslitta recognized the danger his love was in. He had already grasped the coach door with his hand, when he felt himself seized by strong arms and borne to the ground.
The more I consider it, the surer I am that there's a canal down there, by means of which we can get into the moat of the fortress. Well, won't you do it?" "No," replied Aslitta, with emotion. "I would be a scoundrel to save myself at your expense." "But there's no other way. Were I in your place I would not hesitate an instant.
"Thanks, my darling," murmured the young man; "you are staking your existence to save my country a whole life would not suffice to reward you." Luciola threw herself into the outstretched arms of Aslitta. "You love me, Giorgio?" "Dearly; you are my goddess, my all." "Oh, Giorgio; nothing shall be too difficult for me to do for you. But go now, the time has come."
Surrounded on all sides by the Italians, they sought safety in flight, and the patriots followed them with shouts of joy. Luciola now left the barricade, and, hastening into the palace, sank on her knees beside the bier, on which Aslitta still lay extended motionless.
One day he took Bartolomeo aside, told him he knew his position exactly and would help him to deceive San Pietro and free Milan of the tyrant. Bartolomeo, who until now found himself despised by his countrymen, was overjoyed; he threw himself at the feet of Aslitta, acknowledged him as his deity and vowed that he would follow him at command.
He had promised Luciola to save Aslitta, and now The next moment he was standing beside the bier; his gaze rested searchingly, with unspeakable terror, on the pale features of the drowned man, and with trembling hands he bared the bosom and placed his ear to Aslitta's breast. At this instant the beating of drums was heard and a Croatian battalion turned the corner of the street.
Bertuccio, in the meantime, had run down into the street to direct the carriers. He now returned and tremblingly said: "A quarter of an hour ago our men found the body in the moat of the fortifications; how Aslitta got there is a riddle." Loud cries were heard from the street. "Revenge on the murderers! Death to the miserable cowards."
He paced the floor deeply absorbed in thought, when suddenly he stumbled and fell, as it appeared, into a vast empty space. Instinctively extending his arms, he caught hold of one of the projecting ledges, and so hung suspended in mid-air. What was to be done? Aslitta strove to secure a foothold, but the relation of his accident to his imprisonment soon dawned upon him.
Aslitta reflected for a moment perhaps it was once covered with a stone, which, slipping out of place, dropped below. The opening was not very wide, and it was only after a great effort that he succeeded in jumping over the rail. If he could only have seen whether there was water in the well which might aid him in his escape. What would he not have given for a match?
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