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Updated: June 14, 2025
"This evening, Signore; it will be fine for sailing this evening." "If not this evening, another day. A rivederci, Fabiano." "A rivederci, Signore. Buon passeggio." The man went back to his companions, and, as Artois walked on began talking eagerly to them, and pointing after the stranger. Artois did not know what he would do later on in the evening, but he had decided on the immediate future.
Behind Maddalena the two other women stared and listened with all their might, giving their whole attention to this unexpected scene. "Are you the Signora of the island?" asked Maddalena. "Yes, I am." "Let the Signora in, Donna Maddalena," said Fabiano. "She is tired and wants to rest."
Marias and Maddalenas you find them everywhere. Why, my own mamma is Maddalena, and my wife is Maria, and so is my sister." "Exactly. And your name? I want it, so that when next I take a boat here I can ask for yours." "Fabiano, Signore, Lari Fabiano, and my boat is the Stella del Mare." "Thank you, Fabiano." Artois put a lira into his hand. "I shall take the Star of the Sea very soon."
But the truth is, Signor Marchese, that our inquiries with reference to this Padre Fabiano have brought to light facts which tend to make the case stronger against the girl Paolina Foscarelli." "I tell you, Signor Fortini, that the notion of her guilt is more entirely preposterous than any other possible imagination.
"Courage, Madre Teresa!" said Fabiano. "Antonio will be here to-day for a certainty. Every one knows it. His friends" he raised a big brown hand significantly "his friends have managed well for him." "Si! si! It is true!" said the black-haired woman, nodding her large head, and gesticulating towards Madre Teresa. "He will be here to-day. Antonio will be here."
"Yes, that's true. I know that is the nature of them," assented the lawyer. "Then, observe, this Father Fabiano is a Venetian, a fellow-citizen of the girl. You know how the Venetians hold together. You may feel quite sure that if he did know her to be guilty of a crime, he would screen her to the utmost of his power. Of course I have not done with him yet. Tutt' altro.
After a minute, however, wondering at the stillness, half frightened at the utter solitude, and awed by the vast gloomy grandeur of the naked but venerable building, she pushed the gate, and entered. Father Fabiano
Fabiano said "Au revoir, bon voyage" for the fifth time, and at dawn we got a call, and quitted the bar-room floor for ever. Fabiano wished us "bon voyage" for the sixth time in the chilly dawn, and we embarked. The mate, a little round man, greeted us, and in the moments when they were not rushing about with ropes and chains the cook explained the Austrian submarine attack.
But the person who had now thus presented himself at the prefettura of Ravenna belonged to a body, the very lowest and poorest members of which, in that country, can always find, somehow or other, some means of compassing almost any object which is not disapproved by some superior member of their own corporation. The new-comer was a friar old Father Fabiano, the priest of St.
It was between eight and nine when Father Fabiano, moving slowly and irresolutely, thus sauntered off in the direction of the forest; but it was nearly time for him to sound the "Angelus" at midday before he returned.
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