Kitap · I Promessi Sposi
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Yazar: Alessandro Manzoni
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The Unknown had advanced towards the door, but looking back, and
seeing Don Abbondio behind, he suddenly recollected himself, and
bowing with a polite and humble air, waited to let him pass
before. This circumstance re-assured the poor man a little; but
he had scarcely reached the little court, when he saw the Unknown
resume his carbine, and fling it over his shoulder, as if
performing the military exercise.
"Oh! oh! oh!" thought Don Abbondio, "what does he want with this
tool? That is a strange ornament for a converted person! And if
some whim should enter his head! what would become of me! what
would become of me!"
If the Unknown had had the least suspicion of the thoughts that
were passing in the mind of his companion, he would have done his
utmost to inspire him with confidence; but he was far from such
an imagination, as Don Abbondio was very careful not to let his
distrust appear.
They found the mules ready at the door: the Unknown mounted one
which was presented to him by a groom.
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