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When Ricardo had gone and the Count had returned to his seat, Norvin fancied he detected once more that grave look he had surprised in his friend's countenance upon their arrival at the castello. "What were you telling Ricardo about rifles and cartridges?" he inquired. "Eh? It was nothing. We are forced to guard our oranges; there are thieves about. I have been too long away from Martinello."
"I do not know him," said the Sicilian, sullenly. "I am Vito Sabella, an honest man " "You are Gian Narcone, the butcher, of San Sebastiano," said Blake. "You are going back to Sicily to be hanged for the murder of Martel Savigno, Count of Martinello, and his man Ricardo." "Bah!" cried the prisoner, loudly. "I am not this Narcone of which you speak. I do not know him.
Maruffi turned back to Norvin, saying: "So, you identified the murderer of your friend Savigno? Madonna mia! You have a memory! But were you not afraid?" "Afraid of what?" "Ah! You are American, as I said before; you fear nothing. But it was Belisario Cardi who killed the Conte of Martinello." "Belisario Cardi is only a name," said Norvin, guardedly. "True!" Maruffi agreed.
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