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In the first place, it was confidently asserted by one party, represented by Valdarno and his set, that Giovanni had taken offence at Del Ferice for having proposed to call him to be examined before the Duchessa d'Astrardente in regard to his absence from town: that this was a palpable excuse for picking a quarrel, because it was well known that Saracinesca loved the Astrardente, and that Del Ferice was always in his way.
"But there's a mighty problem before us still," said the Duchessa. "How are we to get to Ventirose? The roads will, be ankle-deep with mud." "If you wish to do me a very great kindness " Peter began. "Yes ?" she encouraged him. "You will allow me to go before you, and tell them to come for you with a carriage." "I shall certainly allow you to do nothing of the sort," she replied severely.
"You have not made your First Communion yet, have you?" "No, Excellency," said the girl. "I shall make it next year." "And you?" the Duchessa asked the boy. "I made mine at Corpus Christi," said the boy, with a touch of pride. The Duchessa turned to Peter. "Do you know, I haven't a penny in my pocket. I have come out without my purse." "How much ought one to give them?" Peter asked.
A few minutes earlier Saracinesca and Corona had been almost alone in the great apartment; now they were surrounded on all sides by a chattering crowd of men and women, with flushed faces or unnaturally pale, according as the effort of dancing affected each, and the indistinguishable din of hundreds of voices so filled the air that Giovanni and the Duchessa could hardly hear each other speak.
He broke off, and looked at the Duchessa. She kept her eyes down. "Yes the play?" she questioned, in a low voice, after a little wait. "The play was Monsieur Pailleron's 'Le monde ou l'on s'ennuie'," he said. "Oh," said she, still keeping her eyes down. Her voice was still very low. But there was something in it that made Peter's heart leap. "The next time I saw her," he began...
Old Saracinesca wondered whether Donna Tullia's vanity would suffer if he told her that the duel had not been fought for anything which concerned her. But he reflected that her supposition was very plausible, and that he himself had no evidence. Furthermore, and in spite of his good-natured treatment of Giovanni, he was very angry at the thought that his son had quarrelled about the Duchessa.
"Courage, Grifone, mio caro," he assured himself; "she is afraid of thee." He resumed his state of armed respect, Molly her tossing nights and pacing days. Affairs were something awry within the Duchy, yet Grifone assured his Lord they were likely to be much more awry out of it. Madonna Duchessa must certainly be shown about otherwise, an avalanche. Preparations were pushed on. By October the Duke and Duchess, with a great train set out actually for Bologna, but nominally for Milanese territory. Lodovico, of that great principality, would have been mortally affronted if he believed Bentivoglio to have been considered first. Therefore the visit to Bologna was to be a dead secret, performed by the principals almost unattended. Meantime Grifone (who loved mystification) prepared litters with a dummy Duke and Duchess to go under escort to Borgo San Donnino. He and his wagging escort duly entered that city: excuses to the Podest
"Except through the necessity of earning a livelihood. Il Duca pays well or rather the Duchessa does, for she is the head of this household. I am skillful, and worth my price, and they know it." "You say the Duchessa is the head of the house?" "Assuredly, signore. Il Duca is her slave. She plans and directs everything, and her son but obeys her will." "Did she send him to America?" "I think so.
"Signori," said the Duke to the Americans, "allow me to present you to my mother, the head of our illustrious family; one who is known, admired and feared throughout Sicily as her Excellenza la Duchessa d'Alcanta." With the words the Duke bowed low to the old woman. Uncle John and Ferralti also bowed low. The lines of servitors humbly bent themselves double.
Meanwhile, not only she and Gianluca, but the Duca and Duchessa, too, regarded the matter as altogether settled and accomplished. At any moment Veronica had it in her power to send for the syndic of Muro and cause the necessary formalities of the municipal marriage to be properly executed.
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