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One of them with whom I became friendly, foretold that mighty troubles were about to fall upon this land of yours slaughter and pestilence, and famine, such as the world has not seen." "That is an old prophecy of those accursed Nazarenes," broke in Benoni. "Call them not accursed, friend," said Marcus, in an odd voice, "for you should do so least of all men. Nay, hear me out.
"There is no evidence against this woman, let her be set free," exclaimed Benoni. "So we might expect her grandfather to think," said Simeon, with sarcasm. "Little wonder that we are smitten with the Sword of God when Rabbis shelter Christians because they chance to be of their house, and when warriors bear false witness concerning them because they chance to be fair.
"Hedwig von Lira, I hereby offer you my fortune, my name, and myself. I ask you to marry me of your own good will and pleasure." Hedwig once more raised her brows. "Baron Benoni, I will not marry you, either for your fortune, your name, or yourself, nor for any other consideration under heaven. And I will ask you not to address me by my Christian name."
If only they could reach the steeper part of the ravine they could bid defiance to any horse that ever galloped, for Benoni must inevitably come to grief if he attempted a pursuit into the desolate Serra. He saw that Hedwig had not apprehended the danger, when once the baron was stopped by the door, conceiving in her heart the impression that he was a prisoner in his own trap.
"It was written from Rome two years ago," pleaded Miriam; but no one seemed to heed her, for all were talking at once. "I demand that the whole letter be read," shouted Benoni. "We have no time, we have no time," answered Simeon. "Other prisoners await their trial, the Romans are battering our gates. Can we waste more precious minutes over this Nazarene spy? Away with her."
Whether when you are back at Rome, where there are women as fair as the Queen of the Essenes, you will continue to believe it, is another matter." "Yes, a matter for me to settle." "Quite so for you to settle. Have you anything to add to the commands you are pleased to lay upon your humble creditor, Benoni the merchant?" "Yes, two things.
A plain green baize carpet covered about half the floor, and the remainder was of red brick. The morning sun streamed in through tall windows, and played in a rainbow-like effulgence on the baron's many-coloured dressing-gown, as he paused in his walk to greet me. "Well, my friend," said Benoni, gaily, "how in the name of the devil did you get here?"
As he sat thus, an Arab doorkeeper, gorgeously apparelled and armed with a great sword, appeared in the portico, and after looking carefully to see that his master was not asleep, made a low salaam. "What is it?" asked Benoni shortly. "Master, a young lord named Caleb wishes speech with you." "Caleb? I know not the name," replied Benoni.
I wish to put it to you whether with youth, some talent, I speak modestly, and the prospect of a plentiful income, I am not as well qualified to aspire to the alliance as Baron Benoni, who has old age, much talent, an enormous fortune, and the benefit of the Jewish faith into the bargain." The count winced palpably at the mention of Benoni's religion.
I asked him the question we always find it interesting to ask foreigners, hoping to lead him into conversation. "How do you like our Rome, Baron Benoni?" "Rome? I loathe and detest it," he said, with a smile. "There is only one place in the whole world that I hate more." "What place is that?" I asked, remembering that he had made the same remark to Nino before.
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