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The man in black and myself stood opposite to each other for a minute or two in silence; I will not say that we confronted each other that time, for the man in black, after a furtive glance, did not look me in the face, but kept his eyes fixed, apparently on the leaves of a bunch of ground nuts which were growing at my feet. At length, looking around the dingle, he exclaimed: "Buona Sera, [206] I hope I don't intrude."
[206]: Buona sera (Italian): Good evening. -- Knapp ↩︎