The Catacombs of Saint Sebastian.

           Inhiswholelife,perhaps,Franzhadneverbeforeexperiencedsosuddenanimpression,sorapidatransitionfromgayetytosadness,asinthismoment.ItseemedasthoughRome,underthemagicbreathofsomedemonofthenight,hadsuddenlychangedintoavasttomb.Byachance,whichaddedyetmoretotheintensityofthedarkness,themoon,whichwasonthewane,didnotriseuntileleveno’clock,andthestreetswhichtheyoungmantraversedwereplungedinthedeepestobscurity.Thedistancewasshort,andattheendoftenminuteshiscarriage,orratherthecount’s,stoppedbeforetheHoteldeLondres.Dinnerwaswaiting,butasAlberthadtoldhimthatheshouldnotreturnsosoon,Franzsatdownwithouthim.SignorPastrini,whohadbeenaccustomedtoseethemdinetogether,inquiredintothecauseofhisabsence,butFranzmerelyrepliedthatAlberthadreceivedonthepreviouseveninganinvitationwhichhehadaccepted.Thesuddenextinctionofthemoccoletti,thedarknesswhichhadreplacedthelight,andthesilencewhichhadsucceededtheturmoil,hadleftinFranz’smindacertaindepressionwhichwasnotfreefromuneasiness.Hethereforedinedverysilently,inspiteoftheofficiousattentionofhishost,whopresentedhimselftwoorthreetimestoinquireifhewantedanything.

           FranzresolvedtowaitforAlbertaslateaspossible.Heorderedthecarriage,therefore,foreleveno’clock,desiringSignorPastrinitoinformhimthemomentthatAlbertreturnedtothehotel.Ateleveno’clockAlberthadnotcomeback.

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