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'But men do regard them, he replied. 'And why not you? 'You are begging the question, Madame Neroni. 'I am sure that I shall beg nothing, Mr Arabin, which you will not grant, and I do beg for an answer. Do you not as a rule think women below your notice as companions? Let us see. There is the widow Bold looking round at you from her chair this minute.
After what had taken place any compromise between him and the lady was impossible. Let him once leave the room at her bidding and leave the bishop in her hands, and he might at once pack up his portmanteau and bid adieu to episcopal honours, Mrs. Bold, and the Signora Neroni.
The signora gave him back his own, as the saying is, and more with it, so that the young nobleman was forced to avert his glance and drop his glass. "I say, Thorne," whispered he, "who the deuce is that on the sofa?" "Dr. Stanhope's daughter," whispered back Mr. Thorne. "Signora Neroni, she calls herself." "Whew ew ew!" whistled the Honourable George. "The devil she is.
Diotisalvi Neroni and Niccolo Soderini strenuously urged the Venetian senate to make war upon their country, calculating, that in case of an attack, the government being new and unpopular, would be unable to resist. At this time there resided at Ferrara, Giovanni Francesco, son of Palla Strozzi, who, with his father, was banished from Florence in the changes of 1434.
What was she thinking of doing? So ended the first act of the melodrama which Eleanor was called on to perform this day at Ullathorne. The Signora Neroni, the Countess De Courcy, and Mrs. Proudie Meet Each Other at Ullathorne And now there were new arrivals. Just as Eleanor reached the drawing-room the signora was being wheeled into it.
She despised the signora; but might she not stoop to conquer? It should be but the smallest fraction of a stoop! 'I don't want to be stiff, she said, 'but your questions are so very singular. 'Well, then, I will ask you one more singular still, said Madeline Neroni, raising herself on her elbow and turning her own face full upon her companion's.
He made vows of love, and asked for vows in return. He promised everlasting devotion, knelt before her, and swore that had she been on Mount Ida, Juno would have no cause to hate the offspring of Venus. But Mr Arabin uttered no oaths, kept his hand mostly in his trousers pocket, and had no more thought of kissing Madam Neroni than of kissing the Countess De Courcy.
Verrocchio and the Pollaiolos most certainly, and Donatello almost without a doubt, practised dissection as a part of their business, as Michelangelo, with the advantage of twenty years of their researches behind him, practised it passionately in his turn. Of all the men of his day, Domenico Neroni, however, was the most fervent anatomist.
He had consorted with idolaters round the altars of Baal; and therefore a sore punishment had come upon him. He then thought of the Signora Neroni, and his soul within him was full of sorrow. He had an inkling a true inkling that he was a wicked sinful man; but it led him in no right direction; he could admit no charity in his heart.
Paul Neroni had not the faintest title to call himself a scion of even Italian nobility. Had the pair met in England Neroni would probably have been a count; but they had met in Italy, and any such pretence on his part would have been simply ridiculous. A coronet, however, was a pretty ornament, and if it could solace a poor cripple to have such on her card, who could begrudge it to her?
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