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Updated: May 5, 2025
Antonio Biscardi, the quiet and unobtrusive painter, together with his fellow-student, Crispiano Dulci, usually the shyest of young men, suddenly grew excited, and uttered blatant nothings concerning their art.
"After these, comes the Capitano Luigi Freccia." "What! the raging fire-eater?" exclaimed Guido. "He who at every second word raps out a pagan or Christian oath, and cannot for his life tell any difference between the two!" "And the illustrious gentleman Crispiano Dulci and Antonio Biscardi, artists like yourself," I continued. He frowned slightly then smiled. "I wish them good appetites!
"Exactly " exclaimed Guido "I think Oliva must be Vathek himself'" "Scarcely!" I said, smiling coldly. "I lay no claim to supernatural experiences. The realities of life are sufficiently wonderful for me." Antonio Biscardi the painter, a refined, gentle-featured man, looked toward us and said modestly: "I think you are right, conte.
Carmelo, without wasting more words upon them, raised himself as uprightly as he could in his strained and bound position, and called aloud: "Luigi Biscardi! Capitano! Oh he you thought I could not see you! Dio! I should know you in hell! Come near, I have a parting word for you." At the sound of his strong harsh voice, a silence half of terror, half of awe, fell upon the chattering multitude.
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