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"
And
do
n't
you
know
where
he
is
?
"
"
Not
at
all
.
"
"
Is
he
armed
?
"
"
He
is
in
masquerade
.
"
"
You
should
not
have
allowed
him
to
go
,
"
said
the
duke
to
Franz
;
"
you
,
who
know
Rome
better
than
he
does
.
"
"
You
might
as
well
have
tried
to
stop
number
three
of
the
barberi
,
who
gained
the
prize
in
the
race
today
,
"
replied
Franz
;
"
and
then
moreover
,
what
could
happen
to
him
?
"
"
Who
can
tell
?
The
night
is
gloomy
,
and
the
Tiber
is
very
near
the
Via
Macello
.
"
Franz
felt
a
shudder
run
through
his
veins
at
observing
that
the
feeling
of
the
duke
and
the
countess
was
so
much
in
unison
with
his
own
personal
disquietude
.
"
I
informed
them
at
the
hotel
that
I
had
the
honor
of
passing
the
night
here
,
duke
,
"
said
Franz
,
"
and
desired
them
to
come
and
inform
me
of
his
return
.
"
"
Ah
,
"
replied
the
duke
,
"
here
I
think
,
is
one
of
my
servants
who
is
seeking
you
.
"
The
duke
was
not
mistaken
;
when
he
saw
Franz
,
the
servant
came
up
to
him
.
"
Your
excellency
,
"
he
said
,
"
the
master
of
the
Hotel
de
Londres
has
sent
to
let
you
know
that
a
man
is
waiting
for
you
with
a
letter
from
the
Viscount
of
Morcerf
.
"
