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Updated: May 4, 2025
But the shame of hearing more was not inflicted on him. A violent knocking, this time on his own door, warned him that his calesino was ready. "Is the French gentleman ready?" In the next room there was silence, then a whisper. There had been some one near who had heard them. Paul de Gery hurried downstairs. He must get out of this room to escape the weight of so much infamy.
"You bargained for a calesino," said he, "and there it is!" adding, moreover, that there was nothing else in the place. So we clambered up, thrust our feet among the hay, and the machine rolled off with a kind of saw-mill motion, at the rate of five miles an hour. Soon after, in ascending the mountain of the Spelunca, a sheet of blue water was revealed below us the Lake of Thrasymene!
While our calesino was stopped at the papal custom-house, I gazed on the memorable field below us. A crescent plain, between the mountain and the lake, was the arena where two mighty empires met in combat. The place seems marked by nature for the scene of some great event.
It was of no use for me to say no, he always wanted more. At last I went mad. 'You want to burn, villain. Well, burn!" Paul sprang to his feet in dismay. Was he about to hear the confession of a crime? But he had not to undergo the shame of listening further. A sharp knock, on his door this time, warned him that the calesino was ready. "Hallo! Signor Francese."
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