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Updated: June 26, 2025
In an amazingly short time the work was done and the Italian field-batteries went tearing over the bridge at a gallop to unlimber on the opposite bank and send a shower of shrapnel after the retreating Austrians. Close behind the guns poured Carabinieri, Alpini, Bersaglieri, infantry of the line and squadron after squadron of cavalry riding under thickets of lances.
The traffic block grew worse and worse, and there were too few Carabinieri to exercise proper control. We stuck for hours at a time, with nothing moving for miles, three motionless lines of traffic abreast on the road, all pointing in the same direction. Tired men slept and wakeful men waited and watched and cursed at the delay.
But the apprehension of the carabinieri did not trouble Derby in the least. "Nonsense," he said. "Why, the miners are all beginning to like me I can see it in their faces." What he said was true, and under the new treatment the people were beginning to look and act like human beings. Even two weeks were enough to show a settlement beyond Padre Filippo's highest hopes.
If you had asked me a month ago, I would have said he is an imaginary character, used to frighten people a modern Fra Diavolo, a mere name with which to inspire terror for nobody has ever seen him. Now, however, he seems real enough, and I learn that the carabinieri believe in his existence."
The women of Jenne came rushing out of the bakehouse, while the plumes of a couple of carabinieri appeared in the opposite direction. Noemi and Maria mingled with the women, trying to pacify them. Giovanni harangued the students, who swaggered and laughed, and might possibly do worse.
In truth, it resembled a disorderly retreat more than anything else. The dénouement was evidently sufficient; they had no desire to witness the anti-climax, however interesting and instructive it might be. Carabinieri and tableaux and conjugal reunion; it was too much to be crowded all into one night. Good-by!
"What is the trouble?" "This woman," explained one of the carabinieri, saluting respectfully, "is posing as your wife, Highness. We are here to arrest her." "Do not touch her!" said the prince. "She has the most perfect right in the world to do what she has done. She is the Principessa di Monte Bianca, my wife!"
"I have been one, signora." "You!" "Yes, when I was a boy, in the winter. Once, when we were running for the shore, on a December night, the carabinieri fired on us and killed Gaetano Cremona." "Your companion?" "Yes. He was sixteen and he died. The boat was full of his blood." She shuddered. "Row in," she said. "That boat must have gone." "Non, signora. It has not.
"But what has he to do with your vanishing lady?" "I should like to know." "I wish I had thought to ask a waiter who the duffer is. Did you notice how respectful the carabinieri were?" "It set me thinking. Oh, I've a premonition that we haven't seen the last of this distinguished gentleman. Perhaps we'll find out who he is sooner than we care to."
Two friends of mine were climbing at midnight the steep hill to the village, when from beneath a dark arch there dashed down towards them two breathless carabinieri, their cloaks flapping in the moonlight like the wings of the demon-bats of pantomime. "Is it your way that the murdered man lies?" they panted. "Murdered man!"
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