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Speed you, Peppino!" A look of understanding flashed up from the hunchback's eyes, and as he departed at a run Francesco hoisted the mighty sword to his shoulder as though its weight were that of a feather. In that instant Valentina's white hand was laid upon the brassart that steeled his fore-arm. "What will you do?" she questioned, in a whisper, her eyes dilating with alarm.
So that the Genovese, by way of wishing his enemy ill-luck, while appearing to observe the proprieties, says to him "Ti auguro un' ambo." Peppino does not approve of the lottery, yet he has not made up his mind that it ought to be abolished.
But as, sooner or later, an opportunity must occur for clearing up the mystery, I left it alone for the present and asked Peppino, who always knew everything that was going on in the neighbourhood, what ship it was I had seen coming into the bay and making for the port. He said she was the Sorella di Ninu, returning from Naples, where she had been with a cargo of wine.
In this way he has accumulated several money-boxes full, and if ever his numbers come out he intends to break his boxes and distribute the contents among the deserving poor. As a way of making money Peppino prefers the course of always doing whatever there is to be done in the house and in the vineyard.
But you go like the wind," he added, "and perhaps it is better, for I would stop, and Cavalier Fossati, the auctioneer, to whom those terrible creditors of Peppino have given charge of the sale, has spies everywhere. You notice an object, you are marked as a solid man, as they say in Germany. You are noted. I shall be down on his list. I have been caught by him enough. Ha! He is a very shrewd man!
The other man stood by, watching the scene. "Better let her go, Peppino," he said. "Don't you see she is a lady?" "A lady, eh?" echoed the other. "Where are you going to, with that angel's face?" "To the Serristori barrack," answered Faustina, still struggling with all her might. At this announcement both men laughed loudly and glanced quickly at each other.
Peppino took the earliest opportunity of blowing me up for this, saying that it was most dangerous to sleep with a jettatore in the room. I told him I did not believe in all that nonsense any more than he did and we had a long discussion which he ended by producing a coral horn from his pocket, saying the professor might have the other bed if I would wear the coral all night.
He was naked, with the exception of cloth drawers at the left side of which hung a large knife in a sheath, and he bore on his right shoulder a heavy iron sledge-hammer. This man was the executioner. He had, moreover, sandals bound on his feet by cords. Behind the executioner came, in the order in which they were to die, first Peppino and then Andrea. Each was accompanied by two priests.
The interval between the two ceremonies was to be spent in dancing and, if I liked, Peppino would take me to see it. So in the evening we went to a house at the other end of the town, "far away beyond the Cappucini," as Peppino said. We entered by a back door which led directly into a small bedroom containing the music: one clarionet, a quartet of Saxhorns, and one trombone.
The chief took the paper, unfolded it, and, raising his hand, "Heaven be praised, and his holiness also," said he in a loud voice; "here is a pardon for one of the prisoners!" "A pardon!" cried the people with one voice "a pardon!" At this cry Andrea raised his head. "Pardon for whom?" cried he. Peppino remained breathless. "A pardon for Peppino, called Rocca Priori," said the principal friar.
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