He recalled the last words he
had heard her speak: "Then shall we never meet again?" In his prophetic
soul he smiled, turned to the open window, and gazed upon the great
planet.
CHAPTER VIII
JEANNE
A small band of workmen was coming towards Via della Marmorata, It
was about noon, and they had been at work on a house in course of
construction in Via Galvani. Seeing little groups of people standing
under the trees, other little groups at the doors, and people also at
the windows of the two last houses on the right and left, a workman, who
was following the others at a short distance, called out in a loud voice
to his companions:
"What a lot of fools for one knave!"
A big, bearded man, who was standing on the threshold of a small shop,
heard this, and, coming forward, accosted him threateningly."
"What's that you say?"
The other stopped and stared at him, answering mockingly:
"Get out! Just what I please!"
The big man struck him a blow, and then the other workmen fell upon
the big man in defence of their comrade.
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