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Cecco, Cecco!" cried the little girl, pausing as she beat her tambourine. "Ah! Cecco, Cecco!" cried the little girl, pausing as she beat her tambourine, "here's a stranger who has no grapes; give them here!" "But," said Lucy, "aren't they your Mamma's grapes; may you give them away?" "Ah, ah! 'tis the vendemmia! all may eat grapes; as much as they will. See, there's the vineyard."
If I were to point out all the notable places as we pass up the Broad Walk, it would be time to turn back before we reach them, and I simply wave my stick at Cecco Hewlett's Tree, that memorable spot where a boy called Cecco lost his penny, and, looking for it, found twopence. There has been a good deal of excavation going on there ever since.
He was as a man who for years had been in a fearful trance, and who is suddenly awakened to the light of heaven. One of that mighty throng remained motionless with Adrian. It was Cecco del Vecchio. "He did not see me," muttered the smith to himself; "old friends are forgotten now! Well, well, Cecco del Vecchio hates tyrants still no matter what their name, nor how smoothly they are disguised.
Did I not right?" "Most right, my Pandulfo." "But Cecco del Vecchio says he must come and kiss thy hand: and thou mayst expect him here the moment he can escape unobserved from the crowd." "He is welcome!" said Rienzi, half mechanically, for he was still absorbed in thought. "And, lo! here he is," as one of the scribes announced the visit of the smith.
He was gone before the smith could look round. The same night Rienzi, retiring to rest, said to Angelo Villani "A bold but necessary measure this of mine! How do the people take it?" "They murmur a little, but seem to recognise the necessity. Cecco del Vecchio was the loudest grumbler, but is now the loudest approver." "The man is rough; he once deserted me; but then that fatal excommunication!
Instead of Cecco and the Giant, by his side waddled the great bear on his hind legs; while Brutus walked sedately on his other side, and the gaunt wolf stalked behind. The park was thronged with people, soldiers and citizens and peasants from the country, jostling one another for a sight of John and his pets, and whispering among themselves with an excitement which John could not understand.
Into it went the grapes, and in the midst were men and boys and little children, all with bare feet and legs up to the knees, dancing and leaping, and bounding and skipping upon the grapes, while the red juice covered their brown skins. "Come in, come in; you don't know how charming it is!" cried Cecco. "It is the best time of all the year, the dear vintage; come in and tread the grapes."
His wife disappeared with him, leaving behind the echo of a discussion about Cecco, the Italian servant. The women followed, with David at Myrtle's shoulder, leaving Howat and Gilbert Penny. The latter was still a handsome man, with his own hair silvered on a ruddy countenance, and a careful taste in clothes. His nose was predominant, with a wide-cleft mouth above a square chin.
"Forgive me if I do not think highly, in general, of Italian honour, or Italian valour; your valour I acknowledge, for I have witnessed it, and valour and honour go together, let that suffice!" As Adrian was about to answer, his eye fell suddenly on the burly form of Cecco del Vecchio, who was leaning his bare and brawny arms over his anvil, and gazing, with a smile, upon the group.
It is the greatest fun, and I have already written to Cecco to say I am just going marketing with my basket. Look, the steak is for Figgis, and the crab is for Algernon and me, if Figgis does not get it. But why are you not du monde? Are you du demi-monde, Miss Mapp?" She gave a croak of laughter and tickled the crab.... "Will he eat the steak, do you think?" she went on. "Is he not lively?
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