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Updated: June 7, 2025
The Decurio stooped down, and taking a small quantity between his fingers, threw it into the Wallachian's pipe, which immediately exploded, causing him to stagger backwards, and the next instant he stood with a blackened visage, sans beard and moustache, amidst the jeers and laughter of his comrades. This only exasperated him the more.
The Wallachian, who had stolen to the window, stood aghast with terror and, soon as the Decurio arrived, he ran to meet him, and related, with vehement gesticulations, how the girl had thrown herself into the peasant's arms. "And how did you know that?" asked Numa coldly. "I saw them through the window." "And dared you look through my window? Did I not forbid you? Down on your knees, and pray!"
The Decurio drew a pistol from his breast, and approached the cask of gunpowder.
The Wallachians stared with impatient curiosity as he knocked out the bottom of the cask with a hatchet. "This cask contains gunpowder," continued Decurio. "We will light a match and place it in the middle of the cask, and whoever remains longest in the room is undoubtedly the most courageous; for there is enough here to blow up not only this house, but the whole of the neighboring village."
"Ha! what is going on here?" thundered a voice from behind. The Wallachians looked round. A figure stood among them fully a head taller than all the rest. He wore a brass helmet, in which a deep cleft was visible, and held in his left hand a Roman sword. His features bore the ancient Roman character. "The Decurio!" they murmured, making way for him.
Imre hastily took the dress, while Decurio spoke to the people, made arrangements for the execution of their plans, and pointed out the way to the castle, promising to follow them immediately. "Accept my horse as a remembrance," said the young man, turning to the Decurio. "I accept it, as it would only raise suspicion were you to mount it; but you may recover it again in the field.
At this proposition several of the men began to murmur. "If any are afraid they are not obliged to remain," said the Decurio dryly. "I agree," said Lupey doggedly. "I will remain here; and perhaps, after all, it is poppy-seeds you have got there it looks very much like them."
The Wallachians stared with impatient curiosity as he knocked out the bottom of the cask with a hatchet. "This cask contains gunpowder," continued Decurio. "We will light a match and place it in the middle of the cask, and whoever remains longest in the room is undoubtedly the most courageous; for there is enough here to blow up not only this house, but the whole of the neighboring village."
"I will stay for all that!" he exclaimed; and lifting up the pipe which he had dropped, he walked over and lit it at the burning match which the Decurio was placing in the cask. Upon this, two-thirds of the men left the room.
Make haste; and should one of you remain behind, his share will be divided among the rest." The Wallachians hastened to seek their comrades with cries of joy. The Decurio then locked the door, and, throwing himself upon the ground beside the two heads, he kissed them a hundred times, and sobbed like a child. "I warned you not to go toward Hungary!" he said bitterly.
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