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He remarked that the life of the household to which he had the honour to belong was that of a casa regia; which must have been a great change for poor Checco, whose habits in Venice were not regal. However, he was the sympathetic Checco still; and for five minutes after I left him I thought less about the little pleasure-house by the Cher than about the palaces of the Adriatic.

'We only called "Illustrissimo!" said Agostino, as one of the men returned from the interior of the caffe hat in hand. 'The Signori should have known better it is an idiot, the man replied. He was a novice: in daring to rebuke he betrayed his office. Checco snatched his hat from his attentive friend grinning, and was away in a flash.

However, he was the sympathetic Checco still; and for five minutes after I left him I thought less about the little plea- sure-house by the Cher than about the palaces of the Adriatic. But attention was not long in coming round to the charming structure that presently rose before us.

Checco knocked off his hat; the bandage about the wound broke and dropped, and Barto put his hand to his forehead, murmuring: 'What 's come to me that I lose my temper with a boy an animal? The excitement all over the triangular space was hushed by an imperious guttural shout that scattered the groups. Two Austrian officers, followed by military servants, rode side by side.

"The birds yes, I had forgotten. And another flask of wine, Checco." "It is not empty yet, Signore," observed the waiter lifting the rush-covered bottle and shaking it a little. Spicca silently poured out two glasses and handed him the empty flask. He seemed to be very thirsty. Presently he got his birds.

Vostrand, saying that, after all, he should not be able to come to Boston, but hoped to be in New York before she sailed. "Sailed!" cried Westover. "Why, yes! Didn't you know we were going to sail in June? I thought I had told you!" "No " "Why, yes. We must go out to poor Checco, now; Mr. Vostrand insists upon that. If ever we are a united family again, Mr. Westover if Mr.

"As sure as that I like meat, and only get it on Sundays. Sure? I have seen it with my own eyes. Checco knows the granddaughter of the man who helps the cook Nobili pays like a lord, as he is! He spends his money, he does! Nobili writes to the niece, and she answers. Listen. To-day, the marchesa shut up her palace and put a chain on the door. But chains can be unloosed, locks broken.

Our dear Checco is in the university there, his father having given up the plan of sending him to Harvard, and we had him with us, while we were taking measures to secure the divorce.

I then bade farewell to my brother and his wife, telling them that we should meet again. Checco, as we called my brother, told me he would send on the abbe's trunk the day following, and I bade him do so by all means. The next day trunk and abbe came together.

Barto lay against the heap of rubbish, waiting for the approach of his trained lad, Checco, a lanky simpleton, cunning as a pure idiot, who was doing postman's duty, when a kick, delivered by that youth behind, sent him bounding round with rage, like a fish in air.