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Gates, will you be kind enough to convince this gentleman that he owes me money?" asked Philip. "I think he won't deny it now," said Gates significantly. "He walked off from my hotel this morning, leaving his bill unpaid. Professor Riccabocca, it strikes me you had better settle with us, unless you wish to pass the night in the lockup." Professor Riccabocca gave a forced laugh.
Facing the south, a colonnade, or covered gallery, of rustic woodwork had been formed, and creeping plants, lately set, were already beginning to clothe its columns. Opposite to this colonnade there was a fountain which reminded Riccabocca of his own at the deserted Casino. It was indeed singularly like it; the same circular shape, the same girdle of flowers around it.
"Nor I," admitted Riccabocca. "But it is absolutely necessary for us to stop at a first-class place. We must not let the citizens suppose that we are tramps or vagabonds. They will judge us by our surroundings." "There is something in that," said Philip. "But suppose we don't succeed!" "Succeed? We must succeed!" said the professor, striking an attitude.
"I think I must decline," returned Philip. But here Professor Riccabocca received unexpected help. Mr. Perry, the landlord, who had listened to the colloquy, approached the two speakers and said: "Gentlemen, I have a proposal to make to you both." Both Philip and the professor looked up, with interest.
Riccabocca refused even a smile of contempt at these revolting evasions; nay, she seemed scarcely to hear them.
There seems, however, little chance of a lawsuit thus providently bequeathed to the misery of distant generations, since two sons and two daughters are already playing at hide-and-seek on the terrace where Jackeymo once watered the orange-trees, and in the belvidere where Riccabocca had studied his Machiavelli.
I have gone, not indeed through a revolution, but an attempt at one." Leonard raised his eyes towards his master with a look of profound respect and great curiosity. "Yes," added Riccabocca, and the face on which the boy gazed exchanged its usual grotesque and sardonic expression for one animated, noble, and heroic.
I allude to Lord L'Estrange." The parson started. "You know Lord L'Estrange? profligate, bad man, I fear." "Profligate! bad!" exclaimed Riccabocca.
And in his heart he would have despised Riccabocca if he could have thrown off his religion as easily as he had done his spectacles. And the thing's gone too far now to retract. It's all your fault for not thinking of it before; and I've now just made up my mind as to the course to pursue respecting the d -d stocks!"
Perhaps all matters might be conciliated by an interview!" "An interview!" exclaimed Riccabocca; "there is but one way we should meet, foot to foot, and hand to hand." "Is it so? Then you would not listen to the count if he proposed some amicable compromise, if, for instance, he was a candidate for the hand of your daughter?"
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