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He groaned, "God have mercy upon me a sinner," between his hands. Then Baldinanza began to swear by all devils in Christendom and Jewry, not blasphemously, but in sheer desperate search for a little courage. Can Grande shook his head like a water-clogged hound, as if to get the ring of that hollow voice out of his ears. The first to rise was the eldest of the three.
It was about ten o'clock: at half-past the hour they were to go out cloaked into the streets, bent upon the lifting of a decent burgess's wife from her bed. Hence they were not in the castle, which is near San Zeno, but in the Della Scala Palace, in the very heart of the city. The two accomplices were Baldo Baldinanza, a grey villain, and young Francesco della Rocca Rossa.
"Are you ready, Ubaldo?" he asked. Baldinanza bowed his head. The two men cloaked and masked themselves, and went out of the palace. The moon shone broad over the Piazza; it was a cold white night. They crossed at the farther corner, went up a few steps, and then were lost in the glooms of the arched way. They never came out alive.
His eyes were very bright, and you could see the long scar plainly shining on his cheek. "I am a sinner too," said he, "but this night I will sleep clean." He made to go. "Do you desert me, comrade?" Can Grande asked. The old dog turned upon his master. "Mother of Pity!" he said in a whisper, "you are never going after this?" "I am going, good sir. What of you?" Baldinanza blinked hard.
All three were armed with swords and daggers; the cloaks lay with the masks on the table. A servant came to the door, knocked, and waited. "Well, son of a pig," was his greeting, "and what is it now?" The fellow, whose teeth chattered in his head, announced a veiled lady, very tall, who would not be denied. Baldinanza, grizzled and scarred as he was, took a quick breath and glanced at Rocca Rossa.
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