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Updated: May 8, 2025
And when Lapo found no reply in his head, Ercole Azzanera, with a humble bow, descended from the high tower and followed the others away. Lapo Cercamorte sat down on a stool. "All my good men," he murmured, "and my dear gossip, Baldo! My castle rushed by so shabby a ruse; my name a laughing-stock! And the Marquis Azzo gave them my house as one gives a child a leaden gimcrack to stamp on.
All because of this damned vest, this silly talisman which was to gain me her love. 'In the name of Christ, says my friend, Ercole Azzanera. By the Same! If I live I will go away to the heathen, for there is no more pleasure in Christendom." So he sat for a while, maundering dismally, then stood up and made for the door. He reeled. He sank down with a clash.
Does it need so much chicanery to finish one man?" Time passed, and there was no sound except a long clattering from the courtyard. Of a sudden a new voice called through the broken door: "Open, Cercamorte. I am one man alone." "Come in without ceremony. Here am I, waiting to embrace you." "I am Ercole Azzanera, the Marquis Azzo's cousin, and your true friend.
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