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While Paulo was thus endeavouring to make the best of what might happen, and his master was sunk in reverie, they suddenly heard the sound of instruments and voices from a distance. The gloom, which the trees threw around, prevented their distinguishing objects afar off, and not a single human being was visible, nor any trace of his art, beneath the shadowy scene. They listened to ascertain from what direction the sounds approached, and heard a chorus of voices, accompanied by a few instruments, performing the evening service.
"We are near a convent, Signor," said Paulo, "listen! they are at their devotions."
"It is as you say," replied Vivaldi; "and we will make the best of our way towards it."
"Well, Signor! I must say, if we find as good doings here as we had at the Capuchin's, we shall have no reason to regretour
