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Updated: May 11, 2025
"Good-bye; I am very grateful for your forgiveness." Giovanni bowed low, and Donna Tullia's brilliant equipage dashed away. Giovanni was well satisfied at having made his peace so easily, but he nevertheless apprehended danger from Donna Tullia. The next thing which interested Roman society was Astrardente's will, but no one was much surprised when the terms of it were known.
Old Astrardente's face twisted itself into the semblance of a smile, as he leaned towards his young wife, lowering his cracked voice to a thin whisper. He was genuinely in love with her, and lost no opportunity of telling her so. She smiled a little wearily. "You are very good to me," she said.
He advanced and saluted her courteously, maintaining a dignified gravity of bearing which he judged fitting for the occasion. "And now, my dear lady," he said, gently, "will you tell me exactly what you have done?" "This morning," answered Madame Mayer, in a stifled voice, "I heard of the Astrardente's engagement to Don Giovanni. It seemed such a terrible thing!"
"If Antonelli had heard of these affairs he would have stopped them soon enough." Valdarno glanced behind him, and, bending a little, whispered in Astrardente's ear "They were both Liberals, you must know." "Liberals?" repeated the old dandy, with a cynical sneer. "Nonsense, I say! Liberals?
It was Astrardente's habit to scoff mercilessly at all the petty manifestations of political feeling he saw about him in the world.
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