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Giacomo and Assunta were very sorry for their young mistress, not knowing how little she was sorry for herself, and they tried to entertain her. They had none of the hard exclusiveness of English servants, but admitted her generously to such of their family joys as she would share.

The "Worship of Venus" and "Bacchanal" Place in Art of the "Assunta" The "Bacchus and Ariadne" So-called Portraits of Alfonso of Ferrara and Laura Dianti The "St. Sebastian" of Brescia Altar-pieces at Ancona and in the Vatican The "Entombment" of the Louvre The "Madonna di Casa Pesaro" Place among Titian's works of "St. Peter Martyr."

Before reaching the door she turned away and stood gazing at an old picture, indistinguishable with blackness, over an altar. At last they passed out into the court. Glancing at her in the open air, Rowland was startled; he imagined he saw the traces of hastily suppressed tears. They had lost time, she said, and they must hurry; she sent Assunta to look for a fiacre.

The very footfalls of the girl on the shallow marble steps were eager and expectant, and her face was gayer than those of the nymphs in the frescoes on the wall. At the bottom of the stairs, Giacomo met her, his face wreathed in smiles. "Bertuccio has returned," he announced. "Si, si, Signorina," came the voice of Assunta, who was pushing her way through the dining-room door behind Giacomo.

The Joseph of Arimathea has the robustness and the passion of the Apostles in the Assunta, the crimson coat of Nicodemus, with its high yellowish lights, is such as we meet with in the Bacchanal. The Magdalen, with her features distorted by grief, resembles allowing for the necessary differences imposed by the situation the women making offering to the love-goddess in the Worship of Venus.

The sick man was slowly dying, and they could not leave him. Meanwhile she was desolated by thinking of her little sister. Of course she was safe, for Giacomo and Assunta were more trustworthy than the Italian government, but it must be very stupid, and she had meant to give Daphne such a gay time at the villa.

"What gray eyes she has, and how she walks!" "But she knows no speech," responded her husband. "Ma che!" shouted Assunta scornfully, "she talks American. You couldn't expect them to speak like us over there. They are not Romans in America." "My brother Giovanni is there," remarked Giacomo. "She could have learned of him." "She is like the Contessa," said Assunta.

"You would know they are sisters, only this one is younger and has something more sweet." "This one is grave," objected Giacomo as he polished. "She does not smile so much. The Contessa is gay. She laughs and sings and her cheeks grow red when she drinks red wine, and her hair is more yellow." "She makes it so!" snapped Assunta. "I have heard they all do in Rome," said Giacomo.

It was the object and purpose, therefore, of Signora Assunta Fagiani that the Lady Violante should become in due time Duchessa di San Sisto, and not Marchesa di Castelmare. But she understood her position quite well enough to be aware that the end she had in view must be approached cautiously and patiently.

"No, no; but philosophy at half-past ten at night is somewhat late; yet I have no other observation to make, for what you say is correct, which is more than can be said for all philosophy." "My journeys became more and more extensive and more productive. Assunta took care of all, and our little fortune increased.