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"Where you choose. We will go the shortest road, that you may be

the sooner at liberty," said he, inwardly cursing his stars at

being unable to follow up this mysterious demand of Renzo's,

which might have been made the subject of a hundred

interrogatories. "Miserable that I am!" thought he, "here is a

fellow fallen into my hands, who likes no better fun than to

prate. Were there but a little time, he would confess all in the

way of friendly discourse, without the aid of rope. Ay! and

without perceiving it too. But that he should fall into my hands

at such an unlucky moment.-Well, it can't be helped," thought he,

while turning his head and listening to the noise without, "there

is no remedy: this will be a hotter day than yesterday!"