Glad as sunlight once more, they hurried to Count Medole forgivingly.

The count's servant assured them that his master had left the city for Monza.

'Is Medole a coward ?' cried Luciano, almost in the servant's hearing.

The fleeing of so important a man looked vile, now that they were sharpened by new eagerness.

Forthwith they were off to Agostino, believing that he would know the truth.