this note I mechanically took the road to the Viccolo di Madama Lucrezia, and soon found myself in front of No. 13.
The street was deserted as usual, and only the sound of my footsteps disturbed the profound silence which reigned all round. I stopped and looked up at the well-known window. This time I was not mistaken: the shutter was pushed back and the window was wide open.
I thought I saw a human shape standing out from the dark background of the room.
" Lucrezia, is it you? " I said in a low voice. No one answered, but I heard a clicking noise, the cause of which I could not at first understand.
"Lucrezia, are you there?" I repeated rather louder.
At the same instant I received a sharp blow in the chest, followed by the sound of a report, and down I went on the pavement. "Take that from the Signora Lucrezia!" cried out a hoarse voice, and the shutter was noiselessly closed.
I soon staggered to my feet, and the first thing I did was to feel myself all over, as I expected to find a big hole in my body. The cloak and my coat were both pierced, but the ball had been blunted by the folds of the cloth, and
