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Portrait of Ludwig Tieck Ludwig Tieck Pietro of Abano — SECTION III (1831)

Whence do you come hither, young man?
— I come from Padua since this evening.
— Far indeed, cried the old woman: it lies six good leagues from here. And whither are you going? for there is no public road hereabout.
— I know not, and care not to know. The wretched cannot frame any plan or think about the future. Indeed how happy should I feel, were there no future at all for me!
— You are talking nonsense, young man; and that must not be. Heyday! she exclaimed, as she lifted up the lamp and lookt at him more narrowly, why, he is a Florentine!
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Portrait of Ludwig Tieck Ludwig Tieck Pietro of Abano — SECTION III (1831)

My mother may easily foretell that a near misfortune is hanging over you: she well knows the gang that assemble here nightly. No one has ever yet escaped alive from this hell. Every moment is bringing him nearer and nearer, the fierce Ildefonso, or the detestable Andrea, with their followers and comrades. Alas! and I can only be the herald of your death, can offer you no help, no safety.
Antonio was horrour-struck. Pale and trembling he graspt after his sword, tried his dagger, and summoned courage and resolution again.
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Portrait of Ludwig Tieck Ludwig Tieck Pietro of Abano — SECTION III (1831)

The fire on the hearth was gone out, and the lamp now only cast a faint glimmer. Antonio sank into a deep study, and Crescentia sat by the window on a low stool.
— Can I sleep anywhere? the weary youth at length askt.
— There is another room above, said Crescentia sobbing; and he now first observed that she had been crying bitterly all the time. She trimmed the lamp, to make it burn brighter, and walkt silently before him. He followed her up a narrow staircase, and after they were above in the low dark loft, the damsel set the light on a little table and was on the point of retiring.
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