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But
,
in
spite
of
Albert
's
hope
,
the
day
passed
unmarked
by
any
incident
,
excepting
two
or
three
encounters
with
the
carriage
full
of
Roman
peasants
.
At
one
of
these
encounters
,
accidentally
or
purposely
,
Albert
's
mask
fell
off
.
He
instantly
rose
and
cast
the
remainder
of
the
bouquets
into
the
carriage
.
Doubtless
one
of
the
charming
females
Albert
had
detected
beneath
their
coquettish
disguise
was
touched
by
his
gallantry
;
for
,
as
the
carriage
of
the
two
friends
passed
her
,
she
threw
a
bunch
of
violets
.
Albert
seized
it
,
and
as
Franz
had
no
reason
to
suppose
it
was
meant
for
him
,
he
suffered
Albert
to
retain
it
.
Albert
placed
it
in
his
button-hole
,
and
the
carriage
went
triumphantly
on
.
"
Well
,
"
said
Franz
to
him
;
"
there
is
the
beginning
of
an
adventure
.
"
"
Laugh
if
you
please
--
I
really
think
so
.
So
I
will
not
abandon
this
bouquet
.
"
"
Pardieu
,
"
returned
Franz
,
laughing
,
"
in
token
of
your
ingratitude
.
"
The
jest
,
however
,
soon
appeared
to
become
earnest
;
for
when
Albert
and
Franz
again
encountered
the
carriage
with
the
contadini
,
the
one
who
had
thrown
the
violets
to
Albert
,
clapped
her
hands
when
she
beheld
them
in
his
button-hole
.
"
Bravo
,
bravo
,
"
said
Franz
;
"
things
go
wonderfully
.
Shall
I
leave
you
?
Perhaps
you
would
prefer
being
alone
?
"
"
No
,
"
replied
he
;
"
I
will
not
be
caught
like
a
fool
at
a
first
disclosure
by
a
rendezvous
under
the
clock
,
as
they
say
at
the
opera-balls
.
If
the
fair
peasant
wishes
to
carry
matters
any
further
,
we
shall
find
her
,
or
rather
,
she
will
find
us
tomorrow
;
then
she
will
give
me
some
sign
or
other
,
and
I
shall
know
what
I
have
to
do
.
"
"
On
my
word
,
"
said
Franz
,
"
you
are
wise
as
Nestor
and
prudent
as
Ulysses
,
and
your
fair
Circe
must
be
very
skilful
or
very
powerful
if
she
succeed
in
changing
you
into
a
beast
of
any
kind
.
"
Albert
was
right
;
the
fair
unknown
had
resolved
,
doubtless
,
to
carry
the
intrigue
no
farther
;
for
although
the
young
men
made
several
more
turns
,
they
did
not
again
see
the
calash
,
which
had
turned
up
one
of
the
neighboring
streets
.
Then
they
returned
to
the
Rospoli
Palace
;
but
the
count
and
the
blue
domino
had
also
disappeared
;
the
two
windows
,
hung
with
yellow
damask
,
were
still
occupied
by
the
persons
whom
the
count
had
invited
.
At
this
moment
the
same
bell
that
had
proclaimed
the
beginning
of
the
mascherata
sounded
the
retreat
.
The
file
on
the
Corso
broke
the
line
,
and
in
a
second
all
the
carriages
had
disappeared
.
Franz
and
Albert
were
opposite
the
Via
delle
Maratte
;
the
coachman
,
without
saying
a
word
,
drove
up
it
,
passed
along
the
Piazza
di
Spagni
and
the
Rospoli
Palace
and
stopped
at
the
door
of
the
hotel
.
Signor
Pastrini
came
to
the
door
to
receive
his
guests
.
Franz
hastened
to
inquire
after
the
count
,
and
to
express
regret
that
he
had
not
returned
in
sufficient
time
;
but
Pastrini
reassured
him
by
saying
that
the
Count
of
Monte
Cristo
had
ordered
a
second
carriage
for
himself
,
and
that
it
had
gone
at
four
o'clock
to
fetch
him
from
the
Rospoli
Palace
.
The
count
had
,
moreover
,
charged
him
to
offer
the
two
friends
the
key
of
his
box
at
the
Argentina
.
Franz
questioned
Albert
as
to
his
intentions
;
but
Albert
had
great
projects
to
put
into
execution
before
going
to
the
theatre
;
and
instead
of
making
any
answer
,
he
inquired
if
Signor
Pastrini
could
procure
him
a
tailor
.
"
A
tailor
,
"
said
the
host
;
"
and
for
what
?
"
"
To
make
us
between
now
and
tomorrow
two
Roman
peasant
costumes
,
"
returned
Albert
.
The
host
shook
his
head
.
"
To
make
you
two
costumes
between
now
and
tomorrow
?
I
ask
your
excellencies
'
pardon
,
but
this
is
quite
a
French
demand
;
for
the
next
week
you
will
not
find
a
single
tailor
who
would
consent
to
sew
six
buttons
on
a
waistcoat
if
you
paid
him
a
crown
a
piece
for
each
button
.
"
