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Updated: June 23, 2025
She and the Dama Margherita who knoweth more surely to tie one's honest speech than even the great Lady of the Bernardini, are gone to the Sala Regia to represent Her Majesty and receive the splendid gifts which His Excellency the Ambassador hath brought from Alexandria.
"There is more, Ecciva! that which cometh after? subito for the Lady of the Bernardini might return!" They were all clamoring about her. "And Alicia verily brought him to the Queen's audience-chamber?" "Nay bide my time, chatterers, if you would hear the tale for it hath a sequel we do not often get one good enough to be spoiled by a too hasty telling.
"Is there aught else in which I may serve the Dama de Montferrat?" the Bernardini asked with assumed nonchalance, partly to gain time to decide upon his own course of action, yet hoping to throw some little light upon the mystery. "It is written in the note. Doth your Excellency bid me return alone?"
"Nay," he said, and would not move. "This is a place of intrigue and warning hath been sent me. It is, perchance, some one who seeketh my life." There was no time to parley. "Haste thee to the royal palace," the elder man said to his nephew, as they galloped away, "and bring from thence, with all speed, the Queen's Chamberlain, the Bernardini there is none more loyal. Let none hinder thee."
"Said I not 'now'?" he answered resolutely, advancing toward the arches which admitted to the palace. But Bernardini stood in his way, arresting his quick pace. "My cousin, thy 'now' must wait upon the Queen's good pleasure," he said, with due deference. Then, more lightly, "It is the way of our Court in Cyprus which would do thee honor.
"Aye, it would have been well for the Casa Cornaro: better perchance than this dazzling foreign marriage, and more fortune in it for the Cornari. For the estates of the Bernardini are princely; and it is well known in the Senate, though it be uttered in decorous whispers, that the dower of the charming bride hath left small remainder to her noble uncle.
"Methinks my stirrup is caught fast in the housing!" she interrupted with an exclamation of dismay: and there was naught to do for the Bernardini but to dismount and readjust it, she talking brightly the while, of many things for which at that moment he cared naught; and less, because it was she who spoke.
I have written to the Serenissimo to tell him my perplexities to pray that he might make it lighter for me to rule." The Bernardini knew that she had cause for her failing courage, while yet he keenly felt that the remedy should not lie in an appeal to Venice, whose power was the unacknowledged core of bitterness in the growing disaffection among the Cyprian nobles.
He has lately confided to a friend, that he should be sorry to cause a scandal, but that he must separate from his wife if Civilla will not reform in the matter of the dinner-hour. "He is getting old," Bernardini says, "and his digestion suffers." No man keeps a French cook to be kept waiting for his dinner.
For the cries of the women and unarmed weaklings clamoring under the walls of the fortress for her release, are but impotent wails to tickle the pride of those fiends of Naples." "Bring me to the Bernardini, for I must speak with him on matter, it may be, of life, or death."
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