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It looked very well, like an old Roman bolla, though neither Kinney nor Marcia knew it. "Guess we'll let it stay there," he suggested, timidly. "Mr. Kinney!" cried Marcia, in amaze, "I can't let you!" "Oh, do now, ma'am!" pleaded the big fellow, simply. "If you knew how much good it does me, you would. Why, it's been like heaven to me to get into such a home as this for a day, it has indeed."
The importance of this information was tremendous, for arrests up to date had been made only among the lower element. An accusation against Di Marco, Garcia, Bolla, and Cardoni would set the city ablaze. O'Neil was aghast at the charge. The Mayor was incredulous, the Committee of Fifty showed signs of hesitation.
I can't have a lady bothered over me and my ailments. Besides, where is she to sit? She won't like to come in here." "Since when have you gone in so fiercely for the proprieties?" asked Riccardo, laughing. "My good man, Signora Bolla is head nurse in general to all of us. She has looked after sick people ever since she was in short frocks, and does it better than any sister of mercy I know.
They were shaking hands, affably on the one side and rather sulkily on the other, when Riccardo hastily exclaimed: "I am afraid Signora Bolla is not well!" She was so pale that her face looked almost livid under the shadow of her bonnet, and the ribbon at her throat fluttered perceptibly from the violent beating of the heart. "I will go home," she said faintly.
The other voice, a man's, was remarkably soft and musical; but its sweetness of tone was marred by a peculiar, purring drawl, perhaps mere affectation, more probably the result of a habitual effort to conquer some impediment of speech, but in any case very unpleasant. "English, did you say?" it asked. "But surely the name is quite Italian. What was it Bolla?"
"To Bolla and I envied him." "And he gave you no cause for this feeling? You do not accuse him of having neglected the mission intrusted to him?" "No, father; he has worked bravely and devotedly; he is a true patriot and has deserved nothing but love and respect from me." Father Cardi pondered.
Two of these only, Madame BOLLA and MARTINELLI, deserve particular mention. Madame BOLLA is a good figure on the stage, and though her features are not regular, yet they are susceptible of the most varied expression.
"Yes; she is the widow of poor Giovanni Bolla, who died in England about four years ago, don't you remember? Ah, I forgot you lead such a wandering life; we can't expect you to know of all our unhappy country's martyrs they are so many!" Signora Grassini sighed.
It's a question of trying experiments and seeing what comes of them." "And you, Sacconi?" "I should like to hear what Signora Bolla has to say. Her suggestions are always valuable." Everyone turned to the only woman in the room, who had been sitting on the sofa, resting her chin on one hand and listening in silence to the discussion.
"Well, they told him so yesterday at interrogation, anyhow. I'm very glad if it wasn't you, for I always thought you were rather a decent young fellow. This way!" Enrico stepped out into the corridor and Arthur followed him, a light breaking in upon the confusion of his mind. "They told Bolla I'd betrayed him? Of course they did! Why, man, they told me he had betrayed me.
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