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of Nikosia, where one may breathe the air of Heaven, instead of a pestiferous malaria from the marshes of Famagosta." "It would be well that Her Majesty came hither to dwell," said one of the burghers eagerly; "and the Prince--because of the noisome air and water of Famagosta." "Aye; and because of other things," interposed a stalwart man who had just issued from the palace of the Vice-Roy and joined the waiting throng. "That she may dwell among a loyal people and away from the Council of the Realm _which one may not trust_." He spoke in tones of bitter wrath, startling the others by his hint of danger. "How 'the Council of the Realm'?" another citizen questioned, astonished and half indignant. "Is not our Seigneur Pietro Davilla one of them?" "Aye--he is one--but a noble of Nikosia--our loyal city. And because of his loyalty--lest he be thought one with their foul purposes--he hath returned in haste. I spoke with one of his gentlemen but now. Nay, bide your time." For the crowd turned upon him with an avalanche of ejaculations and questions: "it will be proclaimed from the Palazzo Reale." "But, Stefano--the _Council of the Realm_?" one of his listeners persisted. "There are too many foreigners in the Council: and that black-browed fiend of Naples is the worst of them!" "Be not so daring, man! Hast thou no fear?" a stranger in the crowd exclaimed warningly; "we shall all be arrested for rebels." "Fear!" a citizen echoed--"_Santa Vergine!_ That was our Stefano!--thou knowest him not." But Stefano was one who spoke when it pleased him: he deigned no reply, but fixed an intent gaze on the balcony of the palace, while the crowd fell to talk among themselves, still waiting eagerly for news. Stefano Caduna, this man of the people, was, in truth an idol in Nikosia: rugged, commanding, with an air and tone of authority, the people looked to him for leadership. While they were speaking he moved quickly forward, the crowd making way for him at his quiet gesture--the strong hand, slightly raised. "_Pace!_" he commanded, with a motion toward the palace of the Vice-Roy, and an instant hush fell upon the throng. A band of knights, fully armed, came forth and stood before the palace portal, while their banner-bearers unrolled the standards of the Queen and the Prince--a challenge to the eager cries of loyalty which greeted them. Mounted messengers were dashing with orders up to the citadel and down to th
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