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He begged most earnestly for their names; he would have pleaded eloquently, but dreaded that the intonation of one in his low garb might be taken for a whine; yet he ventured to say that if the countess did imagine herself indebted to him in a small degree, the mention of two or three of the names of Countess Alessandra Ammiani's enemies would satisfy him.
"He had evaded them several weeks, so we are to fancy that his wife charged Countess Alessandra with the betrayal. This appears a reasonable and simple way of accounting for the deed. So I only partly give credit to it. But it may be true. "The wound has not produced a shock to her system very, very fortunately. On the whole, a better thing could not have happened. Should I be more explicit?
We must have our own little theatre wherein we can play the subtler phases of American life the phases we both rejoice in. If Alessandra should pay my debt to you you see how my mind comes back to that thought we will use it to build our own temple of art. As I think of you there, toiling without me, I am wild with desire to return to be doing something.
"No, it cannot be want of courage," Merthyr spoke at random. "Yes, that's true," said Carlo, as vacantly. "You will see her while I am travelling." "I hope to find the Countess Alessandra well enough to receive me." "Always; always," said Carlo, wishing apparently to say more. Merthyr waited an instant, but Carlo broke into a conventional smile of adieu.
At that juncture Weisspriess opened the door, and Anna's eyes met his. "You don't spare me," she murmured to Lena. Her voice trembled, and Wilfrid bent his head near her, pressing her hand, and said, "Not only I, but Countess Alessandra Ammiani exonerates you from blame. As she loves her country, you love yours. My words to Karl were an exaggeration of what I know and think.
The marriage of the poet Ariosto with the beautiful Alessandra Strozzi, widow of Tito Strozzi, a noble Florentine who was famed in his day for his Latin poetry, was not concluded with any such display and magnificence, the author of the Orlando Furioso being in no position which made it necessary for him to entertain the whole population, and having ideas all his own regarding the advantage of publicity in such matters.
Modestly confessing that he was 'for some reasons' in high favour with Countess Lena, he added that after a long struggle he had brought her to confess that her sister had sworn to have Countess Alessandra Ammiani begging at her feet. By mutual consent they went to consult the duchess. She repelled the notion of Austrian women conspiring.
The May afternoon sun was on the flowers and the grass beyond the pleasant shade of the loggia; the too stately silk lucco was cast aside, and the light loose mantle was thrown over his tunic; his beautiful daughter Alessandra and her husband, the Greek soldier-poet Marullo, were seated on one side of him: on the other, two friends not oppressively illustrious, and therefore the better listeners.
"But she has no religious warmth!" Anna reflected with a glow of satisfaction. The concert was broken up by Laura Piaveni. She said out loud that the presence of Major Weisspriess was intolerable to the Countess Alessandra. The incident threw Anna back upon her old vindictiveness. It caused an unpleasant commotion in the duchess's saloon.
Her name was Alessandra Benucci. She was the widow of one of the Strozzi family, whom he had known in Ferrara, and he had long admired her. The poet, who, like Petrarch and Boccaccio, has recorded the day on which he fell in love, which was that of St.
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