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Martino Doria is said to have become a monk, and to have died in the monastery of S. Fruttuoso at Portofino, where, too, lie many of the Doria family; but certainly as early as 1298 S. Matteo became the monument of the Doria greatness, for Lamba Doria, the victor of Curzola, where he beat the Venetian fleet, was laid here, as you may see from the inscription on the old sarcophagus at the foot of the façade of the church to the right.

Before Gustave could reply to these words, which took him wholly by surprise, there was a ring at the outer door, and the old bonne ushered in Victor de Mauleon. He halted at the threshold, and his brow contracted. "So you have already broken faith with me, Mademoiselle?" "No, Monsieur, I have not broken faith," cried Julie; passionately.

The ankle was bathed and bandaged, the invalid's breakfast brought up everything done for her comfort that it was possible to do; and in the midst of their fussing, having cried a great deal, Miss Stuart suddenly dropped off asleep. Edith came out of the room looking pale and tired. In the slippery passage she encountered Sir Victor waiting.

You are the victor, and the thoughtless crowd howls about you, but that does not make you out the greatest general by a long shot. If Lee had had Grant's number, and Grant had Lee's, the result would have been reversed.

It was the ideal floor for an engagement, but from the uncomfortable sense of espionage from the neighbourhood of a town that looked with all its windows upon the place as it were upon a scene in a play-house. The whole front of the town was not two hundred yards away. "We shall be disturbed here, monsieur," said Count Victor, hesitating as the other put off his plaid and coat.

He laughed again, suddenly and savagely. "Because the man loves you. Because he stole out of the house to-day and came here to you. I tracked him here and tracked him back again." Enid shrank away from him. "So so you are a spy?" she said, in a confused, uneven voice. He turned instantly, his passions aflame. "A spy?" he cried. "I am a spy? Very well! We will see who comes out victor.

All the worst tendencies of the Romantic Movement may be seen completely displayed in the dramas of Victor Hugo. For throughout his work that wonderful writer expressed in their extreme forms the qualities and the defects of his school. Above all, he was the supreme lord of words.

Victor had an idea in regard to the vicomte. "The devil is always lurking in the pot; so let us not stir him again." "Willingly." "I compliment you on your good sense. Monsieur, I've been thinking seriously. Has it not occurred to you that Madame de Brissac has that paper?" "Would she seek Spain?" said Victor. "True.

All at once the thunderclap of Sedan, of the downfall of France, resounded through the world; and then the road to Rome lay open, and Orlando, having returned to service in the regular army, was with the troops who took up position in the Campagna to ensure the safety of the Holy See, as was said in the letter which Victor Emmanuel wrote to Pius IX. There was, however, but the shadow of an engagement: General Kanzler's Pontifical Zouaves were compelled to fall back, and Orlando was one of the first to enter the city by the breach of the Porta Pia.

In another compartment, Jules and Marie Victor sagely exchanged their lightning glances of Parisian acuteness. "C'est un homme magnifique!" murmured Marie, and Jules gravely nodded, "Peut-etre, notre maitresse l'a connu longtemps. II est tres tendre!" The staff-officer "furthered the Viceroy's business" by clasping both of Alixe Delavigne's prettily-gloved hands.