Huge trees

La Chartreuse de Parme, [1.13.232]. “One evening when Fabrice, on the verge of abandoning his project, was admonishing himself in this fashion while prowling round under the huge trees that stand between Fausta’s palazzo and the fortress, he noticed that he was being shadowed by a spy of very short stature; in vain did he make detours through various streets in order to shake him off; this microscopic creature stuck close to his heels. Losing patience, he hurried to an unfrequented street that ran beside the Parma river, and where his servants were lying in ambush; at a sign from him they leapt on the poor little spy, who hastily begged for clemency; it was Bettina, Fausta’s maid.”

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