"Then came Bonafede's manifesto, and that scoundrel Costanzi betrayed
us all to the police. Then the real trouble began. We had not ten
francs among the lot of us, and we twelve had orders to clear out of the
country within forty-eight hours! Once again they were all at a loss but
for me!" and here he tapped his forehead in token of deference to his
superior wits. "I had noticed the fat letters Morì received from home
the first day of every month, and how jolly quiet he kept about them.
I also noticed that he used to disappear for a day or two after their
receipt, and return very sleepy and replete, with but scant appetite for
dry bread and potatoes."
At this point Morì, the greasy Neapolitan youth, blinked his eyes and
laughed foolishly. He seemed neither ashamed of himself nor indignant at
his companions, merely sluggishly amused.
"Well," continued Meneghino, "that letter was just due, and I
intercepted it. It contained one hundred and eighty francs; would you
believe me? and that went some way to get us over here. Altogether we
managed to collect sufficient money to carry us to the Belgian frontier,
and for our passage across from Ostend. But that tramp across Belgium,
_dio boia_!"
Here a clamour of voices interrupted Beppe, as each one of the
travellers chimed in with a separate account of the horrors of that
ghastly tramp across country in mid-winter.
For many years Europe had not experienced such an inclement season.
Everywhere the cold counted innumerable victims. Along the country
highways and byways people dropped down frozen to death, and the paths
were strewn with the carcasses of dead birds and other animals who had
succumbed to the inclemency of the elements. All the great rivers
were frozen over, and traffic had to be suspended along them. Unwonted
numbers of starving sea-gulls and other sea-birds flocked to London in
search of human charity, for the very fishes could not withstand the
cold, and the inhospitable ocean afforded food no longer to its winged
hosts. All Europe was under snow; the railways were blocked in many
places, and ordinary work had to be suspended in the great cities;
business was at a stand-still.
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