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"
'
I
have
promised
no
more
than
I
have
given
you
,
Teresa
,
'
said
Luigi
proudly
.
'
Go
into
the
grotto
and
dress
yourself
.
'
At
these
words
he
drew
away
the
stone
,
and
showed
Teresa
the
grotto
,
lighted
up
by
two
wax
lights
,
which
burnt
on
each
side
of
a
splendid
mirror
;
on
a
rustic
table
,
made
by
Luigi
,
were
spread
out
the
pearl
necklace
and
the
diamond
pins
,
and
on
a
chair
at
the
side
was
laid
the
rest
of
the
costume
.
"
Teresa
uttered
a
cry
of
joy
,
and
,
without
inquiring
whence
this
attire
came
,
or
even
thanking
Luigi
,
darted
into
the
grotto
,
transformed
into
a
dressing-room
.
Luigi
pushed
the
stone
behind
her
,
for
on
the
crest
of
a
small
adjacent
hill
which
cut
off
the
view
toward
Palestrina
,
he
saw
a
traveller
on
horseback
,
stopping
a
moment
,
as
if
uncertain
of
his
road
,
and
thus
presenting
against
the
blue
sky
that
perfect
outline
which
is
peculiar
to
distant
objects
in
southern
climes
.
When
he
saw
Luigi
,
he
put
his
horse
into
a
gallop
and
advanced
toward
him
.
Luigi
was
not
mistaken
.
The
traveller
,
who
was
going
from
Palestrina
to
Tivoli
,
had
mistaken
his
way
;
the
young
man
directed
him
;
but
as
at
a
distance
of
a
quarter
of
a
mile
the
road
again
divided
into
three
ways
,
and
on
reaching
these
the
traveller
might
again
stray
from
his
route
,
he
begged
Luigi
to
be
his
guide
.
Luigi
threw
his
cloak
on
the
ground
,
placed
his
carbine
on
his
shoulder
,
and
freed
from
his
heavy
covering
,
preceded
the
traveller
with
the
rapid
step
of
a
mountaineer
,
which
a
horse
can
scarcely
keep
up
with
.
In
ten
minutes
Luigi
and
the
traveller
reached
the
cross-roads
.
On
arriving
there
,
with
an
air
as
majestic
as
that
of
an
emperor
,
he
stretched
his
hand
towards
that
one
of
the
roads
which
the
traveller
was
to
follow
.
--
"
That
is
your
road
,
excellency
,
and
now
you
can
not
again
mistake
.
"
--
'
And
here
is
your
recompense
,
'
said
the
traveller
,
offering
the
young
herdsman
some
small
pieces
of
money
.
"
'
Thank
you
,
'
said
Luigi
,
drawing
back
his
hand
;
'
I
render
a
service
,
I
do
not
sell
it
.
'
--
'
Well
,
'
replied
the
traveller
,
who
seemed
used
to
this
difference
between
the
servility
of
a
man
of
the
cities
and
the
pride
of
the
mountaineer
,
'
if
you
refuse
wages
,
you
will
,
perhaps
,
accept
a
gift
.
'
--
'
Ah
,
yes
,
that
is
another
thing
.
'
--
'
Then
,
'
said
the
traveller
,
'
take
these
two
Venetian
sequins
and
give
them
to
your
bride
,
to
make
herself
a
pair
of
earrings
.
'
"
'
And
then
do
you
take
this
poniard
,
'
said
the
young
herdsman
;
'
you
will
not
find
one
better
carved
between
Albano
and
Civita
--
Castellana
.
'
"
'
I
accept
it
,
'
answered
the
traveller
,
'
but
then
the
obligation
will
be
on
my
side
,
for
this
poniard
is
worth
more
than
two
sequins
.
'
--
'
For
a
dealer
perhaps
;
but
for
me
,
who
engraved
it
myself
,
it
is
hardly
worth
a
piastre
.
'
"
'
What
is
your
name
?
'
inquired
the
traveller
.
--
'
Luigi
Vampa
,
'
replied
the
shepherd
,
with
the
same
air
as
he
would
have
replied
,
Alexander
,
King
of
Macedon
.
--
'
And
yours
?
'
--
'
I
,
'
said
the
traveller
,
'
am
called
Sinbad
the
Sailor
.
'
"
Franz
d'Epinay
started
with
surprise
.
"
Sinbad
the
Sailor
.
"
he
said
.
"
Yes
,
"
replied
the
narrator
;
"
that
was
the
name
which
the
traveller
gave
to
Vampa
as
his
own
.
"
