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SICILY AND MALTA. 127
The lifeguard-man, when he got out
from below the bed, began to look about
for his clothes ; but observing nothing but
the greasy weeds of a Capuchin friar, he
was now perfectly convinced, that Heaven
had delivered him over, for his ossences,
to the power of some dsemon ; (for of all
mortals, the Neapolitan soldieis are the
most superstitious)—The lady too, acted
her part so well, that he had no longer
any doubt of it.—" Thus it is (said he in a
" penitential voice) to offend heaven!—I
<c own my sin.—I knew it was Friday, and
" yet—O, ssesh, ssesh !—Had it been any
(< other day, I still should have remained
" what I was.-O, St. Gennaro ! I pass'd
" thee * too without paying the due
" respect:-thy all-seeing eye has found
" me out. Gentlemen, do with me what
" you please;—I am not what I seem to
* A celebrated statue of St. Januarius, betwixt
Portici and Naples.
« be."
The lifeguard-man, when he got out
from below the bed, began to look about
for his clothes ; but observing nothing but
the greasy weeds of a Capuchin friar, he
was now perfectly convinced, that Heaven
had delivered him over, for his ossences,
to the power of some dsemon ; (for of all
mortals, the Neapolitan soldieis are the
most superstitious)—The lady too, acted
her part so well, that he had no longer
any doubt of it.—" Thus it is (said he in a
" penitential voice) to offend heaven!—I
<c own my sin.—I knew it was Friday, and
" yet—O, ssesh, ssesh !—Had it been any
(< other day, I still should have remained
" what I was.-O, St. Gennaro ! I pass'd
" thee * too without paying the due
" respect:-thy all-seeing eye has found
" me out. Gentlemen, do with me what
" you please;—I am not what I seem to
* A celebrated statue of St. Januarius, betwixt
Portici and Naples.
« be."