He had hardly returned the box to his pocket ere he was hustled by some quoit-players, and knocked down.

It is needless to add, that, when he got up, the precious snuff-box was gone.
He mentioned the affair to a judge of his acquaintance, who at once told him to set his mind at rest, adding, "Pass through the Forum again to-morrow.

Ask for _Antonio_; anybody will point him out to you; tell him you come from me, and mention what you have lost.

He will put you in the way of getting it back." Berti did as he was desired; Antonio was soon found.

He smiled meaningly when the judge's name was mentioned, protested that he could refuse him nothing, and immediately called out, "Eh! Giacomo!" Another bandit came out of the ruins, and ran up to his chief.
"Who was on duty yesterday ?" asked Antonio.
"Pepe." "Is he here ?" "No, he made a good day of it yesterday.