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The day was wearing into evening when Conrad gave a last look in the little polished mirror hanging on the tapestried walls of his tent, and prepared to set out on a tour of inspection, including a visit to Carrara, who in this moment's interval, he thought could not have gone astray.
Della Scala had been gone four hours or more, but to the light-hearted German it seemed he had only an instant ago turned from his tent.