Note 4 — THE DAUGHTER OF COUNT LATTANZIO.1
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Twenty-one o’clock came at last, and with it Count Lattanzio. Having given orders that no one should be let in, of course he expected to find no one. What was his astonishment, therefore, when, as he opened the drawing-room door, a loud cry of ‘Long live Count Lattanzio!’4 uttered by several voices, met his ear.