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We will talk together; we will make all clear to thee; thou shalt grieve no more, carinissima!" She put up her hand and touched his cheek with an answering caress the first through all these weary days.
Marcantonio had thought he should be proud to tell her of this unanimous action of their august body, which could not fail to restore her confidence and quiet her fears. But now he could not find the words he sought, for never had he looked into eyes so full of a comprehending woe. "Marina," he began. "Carinissima " helplessly repeating his powerless assurance: "It is well."
She fell back on her pillows exhausted by her emotion, while in a low, crooning voice the name she loved to utter broke from her longing lips again, like a threnody: "Figlio dilettissimo!" The Lady Beata's heart was wrung with pity. "Nay, nay, Carinissima," she said, stooping over the couch and speaking with tender decision, "Hagios Johannes could not know what mothers feel!
"The vote?" she questioned, with her eager eyes; and, more falteringly, with that hoarse, broken whisper which pierced his heart. "It is well," he answered her tenderly. "Carinissima, all is well." She fixed him with terror-stricken eyes, in which her soul seemed burning and her lips moved with a question he could not hear. He bent closer, touching her cheek caressingly.
"That is for thy puzzle to amuse thee, carinissima; for verily thy brain is dull. It is no wonder with the gravity of this court! But happily to-morrow thou shalt see to-morrow how the people shout to him, for Cyprus doth owe him honor and Her Majesty more than life. It is the Bernardini who hath done it all more than the Soranzo, or the Mocenigo more even than our great Admiral of Cyprus.
If thou and I might save her!" Her voice broke in a sob of agony, and her husband gathered her in his arms, struggling not to weep with her. "Carina carinissima!" he repeated soothingly; yet, as she grew calmer, brought despair again.
They lingered wistfully, seeking vainly for words that might not hurt her; but Caterina looked at them beseechingly, with dim eyes her lips moving without sound. The Lady Beata understood. "I go now to pray the dear Christ for thee the Man of Sorrows," she said with inexpressible tenderness. "And later Carinissima I will come again, and thou wilt rest."
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