"How merry they are! The dice are rolling upon the table.

Shall I not risk a shilling?
Only one ?" Yielding to the irresistible temptation, he placed his foot upon the ladder; but a sudden thought seemed to arrest him.

He sprang back, trembling, and hastened from the cellar.

A little farther in the street he stopped and murmured in an anxious voice: "Heavens! what was I about to do?
Risk the money upon dice?
I would certainly have lost the whole.

Pietro Mostajo, do not forget the Superintendent of Lucca! I am saved.