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He
shook
his
head
and
offered
thirty
lire
which
was
twice
the
day
-
time
fare
,
but
they
shrugged
their
shoulders
as
one
pair
,
and
moved
off
.
"
Trente
-
cinque
lire
e
mancie
,
"
he
said
firmly
.
"
Cento
lire
.
"
He
broke
into
English
.
"
To
go
half
a
mile
?
You
’
ll
take
me
for
forty
lire
.
"
"
Oh
,
no
.
"
He
was
very
tired
.
He
pulled
open
the
door
of
a
cab
and
got
in
.
"
Hotel
Quirinal
!
"
he
said
to
the
driver
who
stood
obstinately
outside
the
window
.
"
Wipe
that
sneer
off
your
face
and
take
me
to
the
Quirinal
.
"
"
Ah
,
no
.
"
Dick
got
out
.
By
the
door
of
the
Bonbonieri
some
one
was
arguing
with
the
taxi
-
drivers
,
some
one
who
now
tried
to
explain
their
attitude
to
Dick
;
again
one
of
the
men
pressed
close
,
insisting
and
gesticulating
and
Dick
shoved
him
away
.
