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It appeared, however, that the servant of the house had already done it. Mazzuolo said: 'So much the better. The stove will get well heated, and when you put in the charcoal, there will be no danger of its not burning. And Tina suggested that that should not be done till just before Adelaide went to bed, lest she should perceive the effects of the vapour whilst she was undressing.

'And when you have done it, said Mazzuolo, 'give me a wink, and I will step out and see that all is right before she goes to her room. He found the arrangements quite satisfactory, and having taken care to see that the window was well closed, he returned to the supper-room.

We must be ready with the horses. As the travellers, however, did not arrive, but continued to be expected, the postmaster and the postilions remained up to watch for them; and when four o'clock came, Karl was bidden go to bed, as nothing could be attempted under such circumstances. 'Now, said Mazzuolo, on the following day, 'we sleep to-night at Meitingen, which is our last station.

'The thing must be done to-night, said Mazzuolo; and Karl said nothing to the contrary. He also feared that it must; for he did not see how he could avoid it.

The Italians began to grow impatient at these difficulties, and Mazzuolo proposed a change in their tactics. On the previous evening, the weather being very cold, Madame Louison had ordered a fire in her chamber. She would doubtless do the same on the ensuing night; and all they had to do was to fill the stove with charcoal, and her death would follow in the most natural way in the world.

This delay began to render the affair critical, for they were daily drawing near Augsburg, where M. Louison was to meet his wife; and Mazzuolo resolved to conclude the business by a coup de main. He had learned from the postilion that the little post-house which was to form their next night's lodging was admirably fitted for a deed of mischief.

'There's something in the carriage under the seat; I brought it away the night we slept at Baireuth, replied Mazzuolo; 'I'll step and fetch it; and he left the room; but presently returned, saying that there were people about the carriage, and he was afraid they might wonder what he was going to do with so suspicious-looking an instrument. 'Karl can fetch it when they are gone to bed.

Instinctively, and without pausing to reflect how he should excuse himself for if he had, he could not have done it he placed the instrument to his mouth, and lustily blew it: and then, terrified at his temerity, and its probable consequences, rushed into the house, and up the stairs, again to his master. 'The travellers' horn! said Mazzuolo frantically.

It was not, however, probable that the charcoal would be of any use on this occasion; the place was too poor to be well furnished with stoves; so Karl was instructed in what he would have to do. 'When she is asleep, said Mazzuolo, 'you must give her a blow on the head that will be sufficient to stun her.

'Come, be stirring, said Mazzuolo; we must about it without delay the house has been quiet for some time. Karl was a heavy sleeper, and as he sat up rubbing his eyes, he could not at first remember what he was awakened for, nor how he came to be upon the floor. 'Come, said Mazzuolo, 'come, she's fast asleep; I have just been to her room to look at her.

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