"It is not every master who gives his servant a pair of grey trousers.

Remember that." "Heaven bless you, Signor Conte!" exclaimed Temistocle, devoutly.
Del Ferice lost no time.

He was terribly weak still, and his wound was not entirely healed yet; but he set himself resolutely to his writing-table, and did not rise until he had written two letters.

The first was carefully written in a large round hand, such as is used by copyists in Italy, resembling the Gothic.

It was impossible to connect the laboriously formed and conventional letters with any particular person.