"Pretty creature; it is enough to break one's own heart to look at her
as she lies there," said a third. While a fourth of the rough fellows
stood and sobbed aloud, and let the tears run down his furrowed cheeks,
without the smallest effort to control or hide his emotion. For an
Italian, especially an Italian man of the people, unlike the men of the
Teuton races, is never ashamed of emotion. He very often manifests a
great deal which he does not genuinely feel; but he never seeks to hide
any that he does feel.
All this while the officials at the gate, some six or eight of them,
standing thus round the extemporized bier, were closely questioning the
men, who had been the bearers; Ludovico and the old lawyer were thus
shut out from the circle which had formed itself around the body, and
were on the outside of it. A boy, belonging to one of the gate
officials, brought, at the lawyer's bidding, a glass of cold water, by
the help of which the young Marchese was quickly restored to
consciousness. He was able to rise to his feet again before the officers
had concluded their official questioning of those who had brought in the
body. And the lawyer looked anxiously into his face to ascertain that he
was capable of understanding what was said to him, as he stood, still
apparently half-stunned by the shock of the event, against the doorway
of the little dwelling of the gatekeepers.
"Stand where you are and say nothing; we will go away together
presently," whispered the lawyer in his ear, griping him hard at the
same time by the arm, and giving him a little shake, as if to rouse him
to comprehension; a mode of speaking and acting on the part of Signor
Fortini, which would have seemed very extraordinary to the young
Marchese at any other time, but which he was now too much overpowered by
what had happened to notice.
Signor Fortini had no official character or function, which in any way
gave him the right, or made it his duty to meddle with the
circumstances, that had occurred by chance in his presence. But he was
so well known to all the city, was mixed in one way or another with so
many matters of business, and was so much and so generally looked up to,
that the people at the gate, hardly knowing what their own duty required
of them under circumstances so unusual, turned to him for directions as
to what they ought to do.
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