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A big gray car, very like the one that had come to Cellino, drove up before the door of the Riccardi villa two days later.
The Captain, once his mind was made up, did not waste any time in carrying out his plans. He was eager to rejoin his comrades in the north, but when the time came to leave he was very sorry to say good-by to Lucia. She had f