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"Much finer." "And her mouth?" "Much larger," answered Gouache with a smile. "She is bad," said Giovanni with conviction, and he thought of the Signor Aragno. "Women are never bad," observed Gouache with a thoughtful air. "Some are less angelic than others. You need only tell them all so to assure yourself of the fact." "I daresay. What is this person? French, Spanish South American?"
He thought of the story of the Signor Aragno, who had fallen overboard in the south seas, and then he was suddenly aware that he could not believe in anything of the sort. Maria Consuelo did not betray a shade of emotion, either, at the mention of her deceased husband. She seemed absorbed in the contemplation of her hands.
By this time I had ceased to worry about excuses and had settled down to idleness and coffee with as little scruple as the natives. The café we chose was the Nazionale Aragno in the Corso, the largest and most gorgeous in Rome.
An Italian who had gone out there and made a fortune married her from the stage. In coming to Europe, he unfortunately fell overboard and she inherited all his money. People say that she was the only person who witnessed the accident. The man's name was Aragno. She twisted it once and made Aranjuez of it, and she turned it again and discovered that it spelled Aragona. That is the first story.
Entering the Caffè Aragno, a new institution in those days, both men sat down at a small marble table. The old dandy was white with emotion; Valdarno felt that he was enjoying his revenge. "A glass of cognac, Duke?" he said, as the waiter came up. Astrardente nodded, and there was silence while the man brought the cordial.
"Perhaps she has been loose for some years," observed Sant' Ilario, speaking of her as though she were a dangerous wild animal. "We should have heard of her," objected the other. "She has the sort of personality which is noticed anywhere and which makes itself felt." "Then you incline to the belief that she dropped the Signor Aragno quietly overboard in the neighbourhood of the equator?"
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