'Must see the hall where the concert is to-night. Beautiful girl, _bellisima, pfisp!_ (imitating kiss) girl from Rome; sings three pieces, Ernani, Norma, _pfisp!_ Come along! Smack, bang! into the hall, where the silence and presence of a select few, including Monsignore and the Governatore in council assembled, commanded silence: Pepe wouldn't hear of it anywheres, so again they were in the open air; the band was playing good music in the square, the tombola was about to commence, and contadini were busy with pencils and tickets, ready to win the eighty scudi put up. Tombola commenced, and Pepe at once supervised all the tickets within reach. 'Bravo, twenty-seven! you've got it, Tonio; scratch it, my lamb.--You haven't, Santi, _poverino mio_.--It's _non c'e_, Angeluccio.--Ah, Bruno, always lucky.--Fifty-four, _Santa Maria_, who would have thought it?--_Caro_ Bernardo, _only_ one more number to win the terno!' Somebody won the tombola at last, and Pepe told Caper he should wait for the fireworks and the concert. 'Beautiful girl, ah, _bella_, sings three pieces;' here he burst out with that song _'Ninella mia di zucchero, Prende 'sto core, ed abbraccialo;_' not waiting for the end of which, Caper interrupted him by saying that he should not wait for the evening, as he intended returning to Segni at once. 'Will you?' asked Pepe. 'Oh, _bravo!_ good idea. Concert room will be crowded to suffocation; get hot, perspire, catch cold. Fireworks nothing. I'll go with you; great fools to wait. Here is a wine-shop; let us refresh!' In they went, and finished a quart, after which Pepe proposed visiting another wine-shop, where they had some frascati, good and sweet. So he hurried Caper along so fast through mud and narrow streets, all the way down hill, that his feet could not begin to hold on the slippery stones, and both went ahead on the plan of not being able to stop; at last they reached a landing place, where the wine was sold; hastening in, they nearly fell over a tall, splendid-looking girl, who was standing in the hall. '_Iddio!_ it's my _cara_ Giulia, lovely as ever. Come with us and finish a bottle; this is our friend Giacomo, Americano, brave youth, _allegro_!' 'It pleases me well to make the acquaintance of the Signor; I have often seen him in Segni--' 'And _now_ you'll fall in love with him, _E tu non pienz' a mi_,'' sang Pepe. 'This comes of my headlong hurry introducing pretty girls to interesting strangers. Ah, _bella_, Giulia! '_Zitto!_ Pepe, and pour me out a glass of wine.' Pepe poured out the wine, one glass after another. Suddenly springing from his seat, he said, 'Wait here a minute. I see Gaetano: will be back again _prestissimo!_'