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The loggia, as Father Angelo called it, where he had left Anthony, while he went to announce his arrival, was the same long open colonnade in which, that morning, Susanna had had her conference with Commendatore Fregi. It was arranged as a sort of out-of-doors living-room.
"I do not deny them, Signor Commendatore. But how did you learn this?" "The authorities in Italy know everything," I answered. "Like that of all your countrymen, your record is written down at the Commune." "It is a clean one, at any rate, signore," he declared with some slight warmth.
"'Not so, said she, but I will see If there be any faith in man." "He shall go to Sampaolo and be tempted. With his own eyes he shall behold the heritage of the Valdeschi. Then he shall be approached by his cousin's friends, by the reluctant but obedient Commendatore Fregi, for example, and sorely tempted. I 've got rather a subtle little scheme.
"How do you mean?" "He cannot marry you," said the Commendatore, with a shake of the head, a shrug of the shoulders. "He is engaged to a lady in England." "Ah I see," said Susanna. "He is very good-looking," said the Commendatore. "He is his grandfather come back to life." "Is he indeed?" said Susanna. "Yes," affirmed the Commendatore. "He dresses well. He has a good manner. He is very quiet."
My dear Count, your cousin is a charming girl, and it is my chief concern and duty to arrange a suitable marriage for her. Let me have the very great satisfaction of arranging a marriage between her and you." Susanna leaned back, and laughed. But the Commendatore frowned at her with genuine anger. "Macche!" he cried. "What fool's talk is this? What farce are you preparing?"
John Stuart Mill had given me an introduction to Pasquale Villari, who, even at that time, was commendatore professore, and held a high position on the Board of Education, but was still far from having attained the zenith of his fame and influence. When the reserve of the first few days had worn off, he was simply splendid to me.
The Mayor of Nepenthe, a devout Catholic, deferentially shook hands and introduced the PARROCO and other notabilities. They drove up together. It was all delightfully breezy and informal. But men were aware that in this little episode there lurked more than met the eye; that the arrival of Commendatore Morena was an occasion worthy to be chronicled in the annals of the island.
When he spoke he arched and lowered his eyebrows alternately, rolled his eyes, gesticulated with his fat, soft hands, and smiled and showed his teeth. His way of greeting people was splendid. "Come sta, marchesa?" he would say. "Cavaliere!" "Commendatore!" "La contessina va bene?" "Oh! Egregio!"
In due course the husband did apply to the English ambassador, requesting him to compel Acton to restore to him his lawful wife. He even asked the Chevalier Raiberti to write to the Commendatore Camarana, the Sardinian ambassador at Venice, to apply pressure on the Venetian Government, and he would doubtless have succeeded if M. Raiberti had done him this favour.
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