John Hagedorn
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1,833 appearances
5 recordings
1 series
first heard Dec 2025
last heard 29 Mar
John Hagedorn’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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WILL YOU ACCOMPANY ME TO THE HARBOR, MAXIMILIAN?
I AM ENTIRELY YOURS, COUNT.
AND MOREL ACCOMPANIED THE COUNT TO THE HARBOR.
THE WHITE STEAM WAS ASCENDING LIKE A PLUME OF FEATHERS FROM THE BLACK CHIMNEY.
The steamer soon disappeared, and then an hour afterwards, as the count had said, was scarcely distinguishable in the horizon amidst the fogs of the night.
We'll return with our next chapter, Pepino, right after these sponsor messages.
And now, Chapter 114, Pepino.
At the same time that the steamer disappeared behind Cape Morgion, a man traveling on the road from Florence to Rome had just passed the little town of Acqua Bedente.
He was traveling fast enough to cover a great deal of ground without exciting suspicion.
This man was dressed in a greatcoat, or rather a shirt-out, a little worse for the journey, but which exhibited the ribbon of the Legion of Honor still fresh and brilliant, a decoration which also ornamented the undercoat.
He might be recognized not only by these signs, but also from the accent with which he spoke to the postillion as a Frenchman.
Another proof that he was native of the universal country was apparent in the fact of his knowing no other Italian words than the terms used in music, and which, like the goddam of Figaro, served all possible linguistic requirements.
"'Allegro!'
he called out to the postillions at every ascent."
and heaven knows there are hills enough between Rome and Florence by the way of Acropadente.
These two words greatly amused the men to whom they were addressed.
On reaching La Storta, the point from which Rome is first visible, the traveller evinced none of the enthusiastic curiosity which usually leads strangers to stand up and endeavour to catch sight of the Dome of St.
Peter's, which may be seen long before any other object is distinguishable.
No, he merely drew a pocket-book from his pocket, and took from it a paper folded in four, and after having examined it in a manner almost reverential, he said, Good, I have it still.
The carriage entered by the Porto del Popolo, turned to the left, and stopped at the Hotel Despagne.
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