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"On the 24th of March, four-and-forty years ago, the Signora Fortini departed this life, Signor Professore. But for that gracious disposition of Providence, who knows that his lot, or worse, might not have been mine? From Eve downwards, Signor Professore, from Eve downwards, it is the same story always the same story, in one shape or another in one shape or another."
'Per la lingua Italiana, sono sicuro ch'ella n'e adesso professore, a segno tale ch'io non ardisca dirle altra cosa in quela lingua se non. Addio'. LONDON, April 26, O. S. 1756. MY DEAR FRIEND: As your journey to Paris approaches, and as that period will, one way or another, be of infinite consequence to you, my letters will henceforward be principally calculated for that meridian.
San Giacinto uttered a deep exclamation of horror and was at the bedside even before the surgeon. He lifted the fair young creature in his arms and stared at the cold face, holding it to the light. Then with a loud cry of astonishment he laid down his burden. "It is not she, Signor Professore," he said. "I must apologise for the trouble I have given you. Pray accept my best thanks.
As the little procession turned sadly back, they found that the crowd had advanced cautiously forward and now filled the street. In the foremost rank a little circle stood about a dark object that lay on the ground, curious, but too timid to touch it. "Signor Professore," said one man in a low voice, "there is a dead woman." The physicians came forward and bent over the body.
"Of course, poor things!" And the people entered, slowly, respectfully, some gathering around the Professor and asking, with tears in their eyes: "Is it true, Signor Professore? Is it true he is dying? Tell us!" And behind them others pressed, anxiously awaiting the answer. The answer was only: "Alas! What can I say to you?"
'By putting an upstart's hire in his pocket? said Gowan, frowning. 'Do you mean that? Tell your other friend to get his head painted for the sign of some public-house, and to get it done by a sign-painter. Who am I, and who is he? 'Professore, returned the ambassador, 'and who is Blandois? Without appearing at all interested in the latter question, Gowan angrily whistled Mr Dorrit away.
Is she very ill, then?" asked Nino, in great alarm. "She is dead," said the fat mat, wiping his mouth and twisting the empty glass in his hand. "Dead!" cried Nino and I together. "Dead yes; as dead as St. Peter," he answered, irreverently. "Your wine is good, Signor Professore. Yes, I will take another glass and my men, too. Yes, she was found dead this morning, lying in her bed.
The soldier's habit of self-control was strong in him, and the sardonic humour of his nature served as a garment to the thoughts he harboured. "It appears," he said, "that I am to spend the remainder of an honourable life in fighting with a pack of hounds. I nearly killed your old acquaintance, the Signor Professore Cardegna, this afternoon." Hedwig staggered back, and turned pale. "What!
"By the way, Signor Barone, have you heard whether the medical report has been made yet? But I suppose the police would not let us know what the doctor's opinion was, if it had been made. Who knows who has been employed to examine the body?" "I know!" answered the Baron Manutoli, "the Professore Tomosarchi. And whatever can be found out by examining the body, he will find out, depend upon it.
John Stuart Mill had given me an introduction to Pasquale Villari, who, even at that time, was commendatore professore, and held a high position on the Board of Education, but was still far from having attained the zenith of his fame and influence. When the reserve of the first few days had worn off, he was simply splendid to me.
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