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Updated: May 3, 2025
I summoned all my resolution, all my fortitude; but in vain. Nature demanded payment for the abuses she had suffered. "If we proceed thus," she ventured fearfully, "you leaning against me, and going at a slow pace no faster than a walk think you, you can bear it? Try, good Messer 'Biancomonte." "I will try, Madonna," I replied. "Perhaps thus, and if I am silent, we may yet reach Pesaro together.
"You will tell us," said he, "that the fight in the streets of Pesaro, in which your Excellency's party suffered defeat, was led by Biancomonte in the armour of Giovanni Sforza?" Ramiro looked at him with that displeasure with which the jester visits the man who by anticipation robs his story of its points. "It was known to you?" growled he. "Not so. I have but learnt it from you.
"You," he answered vehemently, "you, Lazzaro Biancomonte of Biancomonte, whose father Costanzo of Pesaro stripped of his domains. The matters in those papers mean the ruin of the Lord of Pesaro. We are all but ripe to strike at him from Rome and when we strike he shall be so disfigured by the blow that all Italy shall hold its sides to laugh at the sorry figure he will cut.
"I have no thanks," she ended warmly, "that can match the deeds by which you earned them, Messer Biancomonte." My eyes drifting to Giovanni's face surprised its sudden darkening. "Madonna Paola," said he, in an icy voice, "you have uttered a name that must not be heard within my walls of Pesaro, if you would prove yourself the friend of Boccadoro.
"Wear it yet for a little while," he said, "and thus complete the service you have done me. Presently you may doff it for all time, and resume your true estate. Biancomonte, as I promised you, shall be yours again. The Lord of Pesaro does not betray his word." I smiled grimly at the pride of his utterance. "It is an easy thing," said I, "freely to give that which is no longer ours."
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