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When he gets into the pulpit of the Duomo, he has the fervour within him, and without him he has the audience to please. Ecco!" "You are somewhat lax there, Niccolo," said Cennini, gravely.
His ears were tickled with the sound of such phrases as these: ecco li buoni polastri, picioni, presuto, salcicie, and all the other fine things of the sort, which soldiers are fond of calling to mind when they return from those parts to Spain. In fine, he went away with as little thought or concern about what had passed between him and the beautiful Leocadia as though it had never happened.
Like Nelson's at Trafalgar, Tegetthoff's formation was one not likely to be imitated, but it was at least simple and well understood, and against a passive resistance it gave the results planned. "Ecco i pescatori!" The Italians were in fact caught at a disadvantage. One of their best ships, the Formidabile, had been put hors de combat by the batteries on the day before.
And they awoke at dawn to see the last star fade above the cone of Etna, and the first spears of the sun thrust up out of the stillness of the sea. "Signorino, ecco la posta!" And Gaspare came running down from the terrace, the wide brim of his white linen hat flapping round his sun-browned face. "I don't want it, Gaspare. I don't want anything." "But I think there's a letter from the signora!"
'It's always so, said a fat man next to Caper, 'these villani take the bread out of our mouths; but ecco! there is another one who has the terno; blessed be the Madonna, there is a third! Oh! diavolo, the villano will only have one third of the terno; and may he die of apoplexy! A vender of refreshments passing along, the fat man stopped him, and purchased a baioccho's worth of what?
Signorina! venga venga lei. And beckoning to Lucy she pulled open a door that had remained unnoticed in the corner of the room. Lucy and Eleanor followed. Even Eleanor joined her cry of delight to Lucy's. 'Ecco! said the massaja proudly, as though the whole landscape were her chattel, 'Monte Amiata!
"Ecco la primavera, Signor!" she said, with a smile. He shook his head, and turned abruptly away, as he did so, his foot struck against some slight obstacle. Stooping to examine it, he saw it was the empty leathern sheath of a dagger. He picked it up, and studied it intently.
"Ecco!" he announced, with a slow, sullen emphasis which declared his unwilling surrender, while he plied his oar with quick, wrathful strokes. "It will take more than aves to make a saint of thee! And thou mayst hold thy head too high, looking for better than wheaten bread! But I'm not the man to wear a curb, nor to put up with thorns where I looked for roses!
She lifted the cat's head with her long, slow, white fingers, not letting him drink, holding him in her power. It was always the same, this joy in power she manifested, peculiarly in power over any male being. He blinked forbearingly, with a male, bored expression, licking his whiskers. Hermione laughed in her short, grunting fashion. 'Ecco, il bravo ragazzo, come e superbo, questo!
The musicians stared at Craven with the fixed, unwinking definiteness which the traveller from England begins to meet with soon after he passes Lugano. Where was a table for an Englishman? "Ecco, signorino!" An Italian girl smiled and beckoned with a sort of intimate liveliness and understanding that quite warmed Craven's heart. There was a table free, just one, under Vesuvius erupting.
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