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help us somewhat, and in I dragged him, though against his will, a new alarm in his one wild eye.
"Non capite?" he cried when I had him inside and had withstood the torrent.
"No, I'm bothered if I do!" I answered, guessing his question from his tone.
"Vostro amico," he repeated over and over again; and then, "Poco tempo, poco tempo, poco tempo!"
For once in my life the classical education of my public-school days was of real value. "My pal, my pal, and no time to be lost!" I translated freely, and flew for my hat.
"Ecco, signore!" cried the fellow, snatching the watch from my waistcoat pocket, and putting one black thumb-nail on the long hand, the other on the numeral twelve. "Mezzoglorno—poco tempo—poco tempo!" And again I seized his meaning, that it was twenty past eleven, and we must be there by twelve. But where, but where? It was maddening to be summoned like this, and not to know what had happened, nor to have any means of finding out. But my presence of mind stood by me still, I was improving by seven-league strides, and I crammed my handkerchief between the drum and hammer of the bell before leaving. The doctor
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