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The doors were thrown open. Contarino entered hastily, enveloped in his cloak. "Good evening, sweet gentlemen," said he, and threw his mantle aside. And Memmo, Parozzi, and Falieri started back in horror. "Good God!" they exclaimed, "what has happened? You are covered with blood?" "A trifle!" cried Contarino; "is that wine? quick, give me a goblet of it, I expire with thirst."
Simpleton! the same thing happens to him which happens to betrayed husbands. Everyone can see the horns except the man who carries them. And yet I confess it is full time that we should realise our projects, and prevent the possibility of our being betrayed. Falieri. You are right, friend; everything is ready now. The sooner that the blow is struck the better. Parozzi.
All the members of the College of Ten have been particularly invited Falieri. Down with every man of them! Memmo. Aye, aye! Fine talking, but suppose it should turn out to be down with ourselves? Falieri. Thou white-livered wretch! Stay at home, then, and take care of your worthless existence.
Later we find him in Venice, studying and working with ever increasing zeal. Though Signor Falieri would have been only too glad to supply the youth's needs, he was too proud to be dependent on others. Speaking of this time, he says: "I labored for a mere pittance, but it was sufficient.
The more obstacles I encounter, the firmer is my resolution to surmount them. Falieri. Do the banditti know who you are? Contarino. No; they are not only ignorant of my name, but suppose me to be a mere instrument of some powerful man, who has been injured by the ducal confederates. Memmo. Well, Contarino, in my mind you should thank Heaven that you have escaped so well. Falieri.
My old miserable uncle, whose whole property becomes mine at his death, has brimful coffers, and the old miser dies whenever I say the word. Falieri. You have suffered him to live too long already. Memmo. Why, I never have been able to make up my mind entirely to You would scarcely believe it, friends, but at times I am so hypochondriac, that I could almost fancy I feel twinges of conscience.
Deprive him of Paolo Manfrone, Conari, and Lomellino, and the Doge would stand there looking as foolish as a schoolboy who was going to be examined and had forgotten his lesson. Parozzi. Falieri is in the right. Memmo. Quite, quite. Falieri. And then Andreas is as proud as a beggar grown rich and dressed in his first suit of embroidery. By St. Anthony, he is become quite insupportable.
Old age to a statesman, however, is in many cases an advantage rather than a defect, and Falieri was young in vigor and character, and still full of life and strength. He was married a second time to presumably a beautiful wife much younger than himself, though the chroniclers are not agreed even on the subject of her name, whether she was a Gradenigo or a Contarini.
Here, Falieri, fill the bowl again. Memmo. I can scarcely breathe for terror. Contarino. Very possibly; neither should I, were I Memmo instead of being Contarino. There, look, comrades; you see it's only a cut of not more than two inches deep. Mercy on me! the very sight of it makes my blood run cold. Parozzi brought ointments and linen, and bound up the wound of his associate. Contarino.
Faith, it is certain, Parozzi, that Lomellino has declared to the Doge as a truth beyond doubting that you, and none but you, were the person who instigated Matteo to attempt Rosabella's life. Parozzi. And I tell you again that Lomellino knows not what he says. Contarino. Well, well, only be upon your guard. Andreas is a terrible fellow to deal with. Falieri. HE terrible.
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