I am sure of it." "One very nearly succeeded, once upon a time," said Aristarchi.
"One man?
I do not believe it!" "He chanced to be an executioner," answered the Greek calmly, "and I had my hands tied behind me." "Tell me about it." Arisa bent down eagerly, for she loved to hear of his adventures, though he had his own way of narrating them which always made him out innocent of any evil intention.
"There is nothing to tell.

It was in Naples.

A woman betrayed me and they bound me in my sleep.

In the morning I was condemned to death, thrown into a cart and dragged off to be hanged.

I thought it was all over, for the cords were new, so that I could not break them.