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But Madame Fazello had seen the white face of the runner, and screamed: "Mother of God! The American!" The other guests from the balcony pressed forward with alarmed inquiries. No one guessed as yet what had befallen, but the loud voices died away, a murmuring tide swept the merrymakers toward the castello. "What has happened, Signore?" Colonel Neri was crying. "Speak!" "The Mafia!" Blake gasped.
As the young men mounted to the loggiato, or covered gallery, a delicate, white-haired Italian lady arose and came to meet them. "Ah, Martel, my dear boy! We have been expecting you," she cried. It was the Donna Teresa Fazello, and she turned a sweet face upon Mattel's friend, bidding him welcome to Terranova with charming courtesy.
The more he argued the more obstinate she became, until, seeing the ineffectiveness of his pleas, he gave up any further effort to move her, sorry that he had raised such a storm. He went on in search of Madam Fazello, with Lucrezia's parting words ringing ominously in his ears: "If we die, we shall be buried; if we live, we shall give them to the hangman."
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