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"Now it's our turn," cried Hermione. "Questo vino è bello e fino, È portato da Castello a mare, Faccio brindisi al Signor Gaspare." The boys burst into a hearty laugh, and Gaspare's eyes gleamed with pleasure while Hermione and Maurice drank. Then Sebastiano drew from the inner pocket of his old jacket a little flute, smiling with an air of intense and comic slyness which contorted his face.
Another dialogue follows between Figaro and Rosina, leading to the florid duet, "E il maestro io faccio." In the tenth scene the Count arrives disguised as the drunken soldier, and the finale begins. It is composed of three scenes very ingeniously arranged, and full of glittering dialogue and very melodious passages.
Peppino and I exchanged several postcards, but Brancaccia's name was never mentioned in any of his. After a year I received a letter from him. "Sono gia piu di dodeci mesi che non ho il piacere di vedere la sua grata persona sulla nostra spiaggia. "Con vero piacere Le faccio sapere che mio caro padre gode buonissima salute e che desidera grandemente di rivederla.
"Questo vino è bello e fino, È portato da Castel Perini, Faccio brindisi alla Signora Ermini," continued Gaspare, joyously, and with an obvious pride in his poetical powers. They all drank simultaneously, Lucrezia spluttering a little out of shyness. "Monte Amato, Gaspare, not Castel Perini. But that doesn't rhyme, eh? Bravo! But we must drink, too." Gaspare hastened to fill two more glasses.
When we were seated at the supper-table and had talked some while upon indifferent topics, the enthusiasm roused in me by Pauline Lucca burst out. I broke a moment's silence by exclaiming, 'What a wonder-world music creates! I have lived this evening in a sphere of intellectual enjoyment raised to rapture. I never lived so fast before! 'Do you really think so? said Miranda. She had just finished a beccafico, and seemed disposed for conversation. 'Do you really think so? For my part, music is in a wholly different region from experience, thought, or feeling. What does it communicate to you? And she hummed to herself the motif of Cherubino's 'Non so più cosa son cosa faccio. 'What does it teach me? I broke in upon the melody. 'Why, to-night, when I heard the music, and saw her there, and felt the movement of the play, it seemed to me that a new existence was revealed. For the first time I understood what love might be in one most richly gifted for emotion. Miranda bent her eyes on the table-cloth and played with her wineglass. 'I don't follow you at all. I enjoyed myself to-night. The opera, indeed, might have been better rendered. The ballet, I admit, was splendid. But when I remember the music even the best of it even Pauline Lucca's part' here she looked up, and shot me a quick glance across the table 'I have mere music in my ears. Nothing more. Mere music! The professor of biology, who was gifted with, a sense of music and had studied it scientifically, had now crunched his last leaf of salad. Wiping his lips with his napkin, he joined our tête-
Old Monte Faccio, brightest of hills in good weather, but sulkiest when storms are coming on, is here, upon the left. The broad sea lies beyond, in front there; and that line of coast, beginning by the light-house, and tapering away, a mere speck in the rosy distance, is the beautiful coast road that leads to Nice.
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