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 was alone; he was unhappy, perhaps alarmed, at her absence.

She had the folded paper safe; she never thought once of looking at it.

Even so, Saturnino, oftentimes a monster and a murderer, had once, without looking at it, carried a bag of gold ducats from a dying traveller to a woman in a distant city. The traveller had trusted the robber, and had said—'It is all I have, and she whom I love, without me will be penniless.'