"Now, then," cried one of these, who had conducted Abellino to this
respectable society, "let us see what you are like."
As he said this he raised a burning lamp from the table, and the
light of its flame was thrown full upon Abellino's countenance.
"Lord, forgive me my sins!" screamed Cinthia; "out upon him! what an
ugly hound it is!"
She turned hastily round, and hid her face with her hands. Dreadful
was the look with which Abellino repaid her compliment.
"Knave," said one of the banditti, "Nature's own hand has marked you
out for an assassin--come, prithee be frank, and tell us how thou
hast contrived so long to escape the gibbet? In what gaol didst
thou leave thy last fetters? Or from what galley hast thou taken
thy departure, without staying to say adieu?"
Abellino, folding his arms--"If I be such as you describe," said he,
with an air of authority, and in a voice which made his hearers
tremble, "'tis for me all the better. Whate'er may be my future
mode of life, Heaven can have no right to find fault with it, since
it was for that it formed and fitted me."
The five bravoes stepped aside, and consulted together. The subject
of their conference is easy to be divined. In the meanwhile
Abellino remained quiet and indifferent to what was passing.
After a few minutes they again approached him. One, whose
countenance was the most ferocious, and whose form exhibited the
greatest marks of muscular strength, advanced a few paces before the
rest, and addressed Abellino as follows:-
"Hear me, comrade.
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