Benedetto did not understand, or see.

The footman took the paper and slipped it into Benedetto's pocket.

Then he inquired about the gentleman's health, as his masters--this time he said 'his masters'-- had ordered him to do.

If he had seen him lying dead this scrupulous individual would have carried out the order just the same.

Instead of answering, Benedetto begged that a little water might be brought to him.
The footman fetched some from a neighbouring _cafe_ and Benedetto drank it eagerly, experiencing great relief.