IN MAREMMA.
CHAPTER I.
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HERE was a very busy crowd gathered in the cathedral square of garden-girdled Grosseto.
It was the end of October, and the town and all the country round it were awakening from the summer desolation and sickness that reign throughout Maremma from springtime till autumn, whilst all the land is sunburnt and storm-harassed and fever-stricken, and no human beings are left in it, save the tired sentinels at their posts along the shore, and a few villagers too poor to get away, sickening amidst the salt and the seaweed.
