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The Doge becaan to tremble for

his thousand sequins, and the conspirators could not restrain their

spiteful laughter, when Contarino gravely declared that he would

gladly lose, not ONE thousand sequins, but twenty, if the loss of

his wager through Abellino's being captured eneral safety of the Republic

"Hark!" cried Rosabella, "the clock strikes five!"

All listened to the chimes in the tower of St Mark's Church, and

trembled as they counted the strokes Had not Caround The destined hour

was past, and still Flodoardo came not!

The venerable Andreas felt a sincere affection for the Florentine;

he shuddered as he dwelt upon the probability that Abellino's dagger

had prevailed

Rosabella advanced towards her uncle as if she would have spoken to

hiue, and tears forced theled for a while to conceal her emotions,

but the effort was tooher hands, and prayed to the God of mercy for help and

coroups of whisperers, or

strolled up and down the apartly have appeared gay and unconcerned, but they found it

iaiety, and thus elapsed