He is sick," and they went out with him into the street
which was then lighted by the moon. The men advanced in a group while
Paul brought up the rear and in this way they proceeded until the hotel
was reached, when some of the party began to throw pebbles against the
upper window to awaken the landlord. While they were doing that and
shouting, Paul counted them and found they numbered twelve. He concluded
they were the twelve apostles.
"Pedro, Pedro, come down," shouted one of the apostles, "a Frenchman
wants to get in."
Pedro at last appeared at the door with a light in his hand; but on
seeing his strange visitor in the black dress covered with mud,
he exclaimed: "No room, no room."
Boyton said "vino," a touch of reason coming to his aid.
"Yes," replied the landlord, "you can have wine."
He opened the door and the entire crowd entered a large room with an
earthen floor and ranged around were several common board tables
polished to a snowy whiteness, while on shelves were bright colored
vessels and measures. On ordering the wine, Paul noticed the landlord
eyeing him suspiciously, so he took from the little boat which he still
carried, a book, among the leaves of which was some Italian paper money.
Throwing a ten lire note ($2.
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