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to be afraid. My pistols I had left behind in my hurry.
My sword was at my belt
but it is not always the most convenient of
weapons. I lay back in my seat in the gondola
lulled by the gentle swish
of the water and the steady creaking of the oar. Our way lay through a
network of narrow canals with high houses towering on either side and a
thin slit of star-spangled sky above us. Here and there
on the bridges
which spanned the canal
there was the dim glimmer of an oil lamp
and
sometimes there came a gleam from some niche where a candle burned
before the image of a saint. But save for this it was all black
and one
could only see the water by the white fringe which curled round the long
black nose of our boat. It was a place and a time for dreaming. I
thought of my own past life
of all the great deeds in which I had been
concerned
of the horses that I had handled
and of the women that I had
loved. Then I thought also of my dear mother
and I fancied her joy
when she heard the folk in the village talking about the fame of her son.
Of the Emperor also I thought
and of France
the dear fatherland
the
sunny France
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