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He was tall, stout, of an imposing aspect, with a grizzly blond beard, blue eyes, and a straight, well-shaped nose. The two friars came up the narrow, steep street, stopping to talk to the women that were sewing and embroidering in the arcades. Caesar and the Chinaman followed them with their eyes until the two friars turned a corner. Then Caesar left the cafe and walked back to Castro Duro.
Laura really took undue advantage of her superiority. She was irresistibly amiable and bewitching with everybody. The majority of the men in Castro Duro talked of nothing but her, and the women hated her to the death. Being a marchioness, a Cardinal's niece, and a Deputy's sister, gave her, besides, a terrible social prestige.
"Very good," the hoarse voice would murmur. "That's the way I like to see you do ...Here's a duro." And not till the following year would the boy again know what a caress from his father meant. On certain occasions, playing in the patio, he had surprised the austere old man gazing at him fixedly, as if trying to foresee his future.
The man with the sack got angry and gave chase to the trio. "Hey there! Come back! Come back!" he bellowed. "What do you want?" "Give me my three pesetas and take your bundle." "Nix. Give us a duro and we won't say a word." "Like hell." "Give us only two pesetas more." "Here's one, you rascal."
He asked to have the teaching system changed, religious festivals suppressed and other ones instituted, property abolished, public baths installed, and that Castro Duro should break with Rome. The doctor was a creature born to succeed those revolutionary eagle-men, like Robespierre and Saint Just, and condemned to live in a miserable chicken-yard.
Yet even he was curiously subject to a new purpose, as if there were some greater new will that included him, sensuous, mindless as he was. He seemed to give his consent to something beyond himself. In this he was different from Il Duro, in that he had put himself under the control of the outside conception.
The day after the triumph, the month of imprisonment will be taken into account, and St. Pelagie is not the 'carcere duro'. Papillon is cunning and wishes to have a finger in every pie, so he goes to dine once a week with those who owe their sojourn in this easy-going jail to him, and regularly carries them a lobster. Paul Sillery, who has also made Maurice's acquaintance, loiters in this studio.
There was the smell of water among the glowing, transfigured men and women who sat gleaming in another world, round the walls. The peasants have chosen their women. For the dark, handsome Englishwoman, who looks like a slightly malignant Madonna, comes Il Duro; for the 'bella bionda', the wood-cutter.
The horn is of greyish-blue, and both this and the other parts of the relief are of exceptionally hard plaster, answering to the Italian gesso duro.... Such as it is, this painted relief is the most magnificent monument of Mycenæan plastic art that has come down to our time. The rendering of the bull, for which the artists of the period showed so great a predilection, is full of life and spirit.
The animals that I had rarely became familiar, however long they might remain in my possession, a circumstance due no doubt to their being kept always tied up. The Uakari is one of the many species of animals which are classified by the Brazilians as "mortal," or of delicate constitution, in contradistinction to those which are "duro," or hardy.
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