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That is the only work for which I ever took money, except from the master himself." "Why did the Greek captain Aristarchi beat the Governor's men, and carry you away?" asked another of the Chiefs. Zorzi was not surprised that the name of his rescuer should be known, for the Ten were believed to possess universal intelligence. "I do not know," he answered quite simply.
She told him the story of the last meeting, and how Zorzi had been made one of the society in order that they might not feel obliged to kill him for their own safety. "What fools they are!" exclaimed Aristarchi with a low laugh, and turning his head under her hand. "You would have killed him, of course," said Arisa, "if you had been in their place.
I think I shall keep them waiting a while. What do you say, love?" He laughed again, aloud, and on the other side of the curtain Aristarchi grinned from ear to ear and noiselessly loosened the black sash he wore round his waist. For once in his life, as Zorzi would have said, he had not a coil of rope at hand when he needed it, but the sash was strong and would serve the purpose.
Then he stole nearer to the place where Arisa was still kneeling, and came noiselessly behind her and leaned against the column, and watched her, not caring if he surprised her now. But she did not turn round. Listening intently, Aristarchi heard a soft quick whispering, and he saw that it was punctuated by a very slight occasional movement of her head.
The man has the face of a Turkish pirate, and his voice is like the bellowing of several bulls." Zorzi unbarred the door, which opened inward, and Aristarchi turned a little sideways in order to enter, for his shoulders would have touched the two door-posts. The slight and gracefully built Dalmatian looked at him with some curiosity, standing aside to let him pass, before barring the door again.
The boatman supposed that the man was gone to speak with his master, and waited patiently by the door. Aristarchi chewed his pistachio nut till there was nothing left, at which time he reached the end of his patience. He argued that it was a good sign if Angelo Beroviero kept rich strangers waiting at his gate, for it showed that he had no need of their custom.
He knew that Contarini's mouth would be open, as he must be half suffocated and gasping for breath. In an instant the iron pear had slipped between his teeth and had opened its relentless leaves, obedient to the screw. "Take the pillow away," said Aristarchi quietly. "We can say good-bye to your old acquaintance now, but he will have to content himself with nodding his head in a friendly way."
He had a little learning, and could pass for a monk when he could get a cowl. He went out before it was daylight that morning, and exchanged clothes with a burly friar whom he met in a quiet place." "But how did the friar agree to that?" asked Arisa in surprise. "He had nothing to say. He was dead," answered Aristarchi.
So Aristarchi was forced to consent, cursing them; and night and day they guarded her door against him, till they had brought her safe to Venice, and delivered her to the slave-dealers. Then Aristarchi sold all that he had, except his ship, and it all brought far too little to buy such a slave.
I should like to see whether he could be frightened, for they say it is impossible." Aristarchi scratched his head, pushing his shaggy hair forward over his forehead, as he tried to think of an effectual scheme for producing the desired result. "The Ten might pursue us for that, as well as for a murder," said Arisa.
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