Laying aside his basket, he sat brooding over what had occurred.
"Hast thou come thus far for naught else, good Jacopo ?" demanded the old man, willing to weaken the shock of his refusal.
The question appeared to restore Jacopo to a recollection of his errand.
He stood erect, and looked about him, for more than a minute, with a keen eye and an entire intentness of purpose.

The look in the direction of the city was longer and more earnest than those thrown towards the sea and the main, nor was it withdrawn, until an involuntary start betrayed equally surprise and alarm.
"Is there not a boat, here, in a line with the tower of the campanile ?" he asked quickly, pointing towards the city.
"It so seems.

It is early for my comrades to be abroad, but the draughts have not been heavy of late, and the revelry of yesterday drew many of our people from their toil.

The patricians must eat, and the poor must labor, or both would die." The Bravo slowly seated himself, and he looked with concern into the countenance of his companion.
"Art thou long here, Antonio ?" "But an hour.

When they turned us away from the palace, thou knowest that I told thee of my necessities.