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He took leave of his colleagues, all of whom had been most friendly. The only one who was a little stiff with him and expressed no desire to meet him again was Corti, the Italian plenipotentiary. He suspected of course that something had been arranged about Tunis, and was much annoyed that he hadn't been able to get Tripoli for Italy.
Then, from the wall above the breach, whence he had used his bow, Count Corti descended hastily. "Your Majesty," he said, his countenance kindled with enthusiasm, "the Janissaries are making ready." Justiniani was prompt. "Come!" he shouted. "Come every one! We must have clear range for the guns. Down with these dead! Down with the living. No time for pity!"
Every morning and evening she goes there, and prays for the soul of her husband, and the return of her lost boy." "How long is it since the poor lady was so bereft?" The narrator reflected, and replied: "Twenty-two or three years." "May the castle be found?" "Yes." "Have you been to it?" "Many times." "How was it named?" "After the Count Il Castillo di Corti." "Tell me something of its site."
Over a hilltop in his front, the Count beheld the sign of alarm crawling slowly into the sky. "Here is a village to our left, but" "Have done," said Corti, "and get me to the fire. Is there a nearer way than this?" "Yes, under the hill yonder." "Is it broken?" "It narrows to a path, but is clear." The Count spoke in Arabic to his followers, and taking the gallop, pushed the guide forward.
The person with a mental ailment curable by prompt decision, who yet goes about debating what to do, will ere long find his will power so weakened as to leave him a confirmed wreck. Count Corti seemed likely to become an instance in point.
If, before his arrival, the plunderers force the doors of the holy house, I will stand with you, not, Princess, as Count Corti the Italian, but Mirza the Emir and Janissary, appointed by the Sultan to guard you. My Berbers will help the assumption." He had spoken clearly, yet she hesitated. "Ah," he said, "you doubt Mahommed. He will be upon honor.
I had thy respect, if not thy love; now both are lost gone after my honor. Oh! I am most miserable miserable!" And wringing his hands, he turned his face from her. "Count Corti," she replied gently, "thou hast saved thyself. Let the affair rest here. I forgive the proposal, and shall never remind thee of it. Love is madness.
The galley was transferred from the Bay of Julian to anchorage in the Golden Horn. That night, speaking of the tender, the Emperor said to Phranza: "Count Corti has cast his lot with us. As I interpret him, he does not mean to survive our defeat. See that he be charged to select a bodyguard to accompany me in action." "Is he to be Captain of the guard?" "Yes."
He would have been glad to see the Italians go to Tunis, but Count Corti ingenuously replied: 'You want to make us quarrel with France. Meanwhile the Englishman who represented France and the Englishman who represented England were discussing the same subject, and out of their discussion arose the French occupation of Tunis. Disquieting rumours got about at once, but they were dispelled.
An officer of the court representing Mahommed conducted the Count to the galley built in Venice. Upon mounting the deck he was met by the Tripolitans, her crew, and Sheik Hadifah, with his fighting Berbers. He was then informed that the vessel and all it contained belonged to him. The passage was safely made. From Brindisi he rode to Castle Corti. To his amazement, it was completely restored.
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