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"Thursday. Monte Carlo. The three gents search the hotels. "Friday. Flying visits to La Turbie, the Cap d'Ail, Cap Martin. M. Daubrecq rings me up. Thinks it wiser to send the gents to Italy. Make the porter of the Hotel Franklin send them a telegram appointing a meeting at San Remo. "Saturday. San Remo. Station platform.
And near be the day when the red horse of war shall be hocked and impotent, and the pale horse of death shall be hurled back on his haunches, but the white horse of peace, and joy, and triumph shall pass on, its rider with face like the sun, all nations following! Your most obedient servant, Charley Bucephalus. I said, when I lost Carlo, that I would never own another dog.
Ferrari was engaged in replying to these questions with his usual grace and ease and fluency, when a note was brought to me marked "Immediate." It contained a profuse and elegantly worded apology from Carlo Respetti, who regretted deeply that an unforeseen matter of business would prevent himself and his brother from having the inestimable honor and delight of dining with me that evening.
When Carlo and his companions descended from the mountains, they entered a village where there was an inn recognized by Angelo as the abode of Jacopo Cruchi. He there revived Carlo's animosity toward Weisspriess by telling the tale of the passage to Meran, and his good reasons for determining to keep guard over the Countess Alessandra all the way. Subsequently Angelo went to Jacopo for food.
I see I talk to a stunned head; you are thinking that Carlo's love for you can't have changed: and it has not, but occasion has gone and times have changed. Now listen. The countess desired the marriage. Carlo could not go to you in Milan with the sword in his hand. Therefore you had to come to him.
She was fond of Carlo, as greatly occupied minds may be attached to an old garden where they have aforetime sown fair seed. Jealousy of a rival in love that was disconnected with political business and her large expenditure, had never yet disturbed the lady's nerves. At Turin she found Vittoria singing at the opera, and winning marked applause from the royal box.
He cried, "Have I made the journey of the Signor Capofinale, who visited the other end of the world by standing on his head?" Barto Rizzo rolled out a burly laugh. "Sit," he said. "You're a poor sweating body, and must needs have a dry tongue. Will you drink?" "Dry!" quoth Luigi. "Holy San Carlo is a mash in a wine-press compared with me."
The one I had given you was the only duplicate in existence; they both bore my father's initial C, he was Carlo the Third of Aquazilia. "Having left directions on a paper which you could see within the safe when you opened it, I carefully locked it and hid my own key under a special place in the carpet.
After a while he walked calmly, and Beppo came up beside him. Merthyr shook his hand. "Ah, signor Mertyrio! ah, padrone!" said Beppo. Merthyr directed his observation to a regiment of Austrians marching down the Corso Venezia to the Ticinese gate. "Yes, they are ready enough for us," Beppo remarked. "Perhaps Carlo Alberto will beat them this time. If he does, viva to him!
"I am glad to see that the method of ruining oneself in the Middle Ages did not differ sensibly from that of our days," said Des Hermies. "However, our ancestors did not have Monte Carlo, the notaries, and the Bourse." "And did have sorcery and alchemy. A memorial addressed to the king by the heirs of Gilles de Rais informs us that this immense fortune was squandered in less than eight years.
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