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The
prisoners
,
transported
the
previous
evening
from
the
Carcere
Nuovo
to
the
little
church
of
Santa
Maria
del
Popolo
,
had
passed
the
night
,
each
accompanied
by
two
priests
,
in
a
chapel
closed
by
a
grating
,
before
which
were
two
sentinels
,
who
were
relieved
at
intervals
.
A
double
line
of
carbineers
,
placed
on
each
side
of
the
door
of
the
church
,
reached
to
the
scaffold
,
and
formed
a
circle
around
it
,
leaving
a
path
about
ten
feet
wide
,
and
around
the
guillotine
a
space
of
nearly
a
hundred
feet
.
All
the
rest
of
the
square
was
paved
with
heads
.
Many
women
held
their
infants
on
their
shoulders
,
and
thus
the
children
had
the
best
view
.
The
Monte
Pincio
seemed
a
vast
amphitheatre
filled
with
spectators
;
the
balconies
of
the
two
churches
at
the
corner
of
the
Via
del
Babuino
and
the
Via
di
Ripetta
were
crammed
;
the
steps
even
seemed
a
parti-colored
sea
,
that
was
impelled
towards
the
portico
;
every
niche
in
the
wall
held
its
living
statue
.
What
the
count
said
was
true
--
the
most
curious
spectacle
in
life
is
that
of
death
.
And
yet
,
instead
of
the
silence
and
the
solemnity
demanded
by
the
occasion
,
laughter
and
jests
arose
from
the
crowd
.
It
was
evident
that
the
execution
was
,
in
the
eyes
of
the
people
,
only
the
commencement
of
the
Carnival
.
Suddenly
the
tumult
ceased
,
as
if
by
magic
,
and
the
doors
of
the
church
opened
.
A
brotherhood
of
penitents
,
clothed
from
head
to
foot
in
robes
of
gray
sackcloth
,
with
holes
for
the
eyes
,
and
holding
in
their
hands
lighted
tapers
,
appeared
first
;
the
chief
marched
at
the
head
.
Behind
the
penitents
came
a
man
of
vast
stature
and
proportions
.
He
was
naked
,
with
the
exception
of
cloth
drawers
at
the
left
side
of
which
hung
a
large
knife
in
a
sheath
,
and
he
bore
on
his
right
shoulder
a
heavy
iron
sledge-hammer
.
This
man
was
the
executioner
.
He
had
,
moreover
,
sandals
bound
on
his
feet
by
cords
.
Behind
the
executioner
came
,
in
the
order
in
which
they
were
to
die
,
first
Peppino
and
then
Andrea
.
Each
was
accompanied
by
two
priests
.
Neither
had
his
eyes
bandaged
.
Peppino
walked
with
a
firm
step
,
doubtless
aware
of
what
awaited
him
.
Andrea
was
supported
by
two
priests
.
Each
of
them
,
from
time
to
time
,
kissed
the
crucifix
a
confessor
held
out
to
them
.
At
this
sight
alone
Franz
felt
his
legs
tremble
under
him
.
He
looked
at
Albert
--
he
was
as
white
as
his
shirt
,
and
mechanically
cast
away
his
cigar
,
although
he
had
not
half
smoked
it
.
The
count
alone
seemed
unmoved
--
nay
,
more
,
a
slight
color
seemed
striving
to
rise
in
his
pale
cheeks
.
His
nostrils
dilated
like
those
of
a
wild
beast
that
scents
its
prey
,
and
his
lips
,
half
opened
,
disclosed
his
white
teeth
,
small
and
sharp
like
those
of
a
jackal
.
And
yet
his
features
wore
an
expression
of
smiling
tenderness
,
such
as
Franz
had
never
before
witnessed
in
them
;
his
black
eyes
especially
were
full
of
kindness
and
pity
.
However
,
the
two
culprits
advanced
,
and
as
they
approached
their
faces
became
visible
.
Peppino
was
a
handsome
young
man
of
four
or
five
and
twenty
,
bronzed
by
the
sun
;
he
carried
his
head
erect
,
and
seemed
on
the
watch
to
see
on
which
side
his
liberator
would
appear
.
Andrea
was
short
and
fat
;
his
visage
,
marked
with
brutal
cruelty
,
did
not
indicate
age
;
he
might
be
thirty
.
In
prison
he
had
suffered
his
beard
to
grow
;
his
head
fell
on
his
shoulder
,
his
legs
bent
beneath
him
,
and
his
movements
were
apparently
automatic
and
unconscious
.
7
Dr.
Guillotin
got
the
idea
of
his
famous
machine
from
witnessing
an
execution
in
Italy
.
"
I
thought
,
"
said
Franz
to
the
count
,
"
that
you
told
me
there
would
be
but
one
execution
.
"
"
I
told
you
true
,
"
replied
he
coldly
.
"
And
yet
here
are
two
culprits
.
"
"
Yes
;
but
only
one
of
these
two
is
about
to
die
;
the
other
has
many
years
to
live
.
"
"
If
the
pardon
is
to
come
,
there
is
no
time
to
lose
.
"
"
And
see
,
here
it
is
,
"
said
the
count
.
At
the
moment
when
Peppino
reached
the
foot
of
the
mandaia
,
a
priest
arrived
in
some
haste
,
forced
his
way
through
the
soldiers
,
and
,
advancing
to
the
chief
of
the
brotherhood
,
gave
him
a
folded
paper
.
The
piercing
eye
of
Peppino
had
noticed
all
.
The
chief
took
the
paper
,
unfolded
it
,
and
,
raising
his
hand
,
"
Heaven
be
praised
,
and
his
holiness
also
,
"
said
he
in
a
loud
voice
;
"
here
is
a
pardon
for
one
of
the
prisoners
!
"
