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Updated: June 12, 2025
Then Blake was helped into the hall of the castello, where the confusion was less. Lucrezia Ferara, who had been in the rear of the house and was among the last to hear the evil tidings, came running to him with colorless lips and eyes distended, crying: "The truth, Signore, for the love of Christ! They tell me he is murdered, but I know it is a lie."
His business to-night was with Constance, and Constance alone. He turned and skirted the villa wall, determined on reconnoitring first. There was a place in the wall he knew well where the stones were missing, and a view was obtainable of the terrace and parapet. He reached the place to find Lieutenant Carlo di Ferara already there.
Lieutenant di Ferara helped Constance dismount, while Captain Coroloni, with none too good a grace, held the donkey. A careful observer would have fancied that the lieutenant was ahead, and that both he and the captain knew it. Tony untied the bundles, dumped them on the kitchen floor, and waited respectfully, hat in hand, while Mr. Wilder searched his pockets for change.
Constance and Jerry looked too. They found the yellow omnibus of the Hotel du Lac, its roof laden with luggage, drawn up at the end of the driveway, and Mrs. Eustace and Nannie on the point of descending. The centre of the terrace was already occupied by Lieutenant di Ferara, who, with heels clicked together and white gloved hands at salute, was in the act of achieving a military bow.
He was furious; his friends began to chatter, and he cried that word again! I would know it a thousand years hence. I saw it all in a flash. I saw other things I had failed to grasp his size, his appearance. I tell you he is Belisario Cardi." "God help me!" whispered the daughter of Ferara, crossing herself with uncertain hand. She was staring affrightedly at Vittoria. "God help me!"
That is why he is at home in all parts of Sicily; that is why he uses men like Narcone when he chooses." "It would please me to capture the wretch," said Martel. "Let's try it," Norvin suggested, and accordingly a trap was laid. Four carabinieri were sent to the appointed place, ahead of time, with directions to conceal themselves, and Ferara carried out his part of the programme.
Play as he would and no schlägermeister, of my old field-marshal's picked troop could best him at this game of parry and defense he must give ground step by step; slowly at the pressing of the Ferara, and in quick backward leaps when the great broadsword bit at him. For the first few bouts he withstood us in grim silence.
Now last night I had the misfortune to tip Lieutenant Carlo di Ferara over into a ditch. The matter was entirely accidental, and I regretted it very much. I, of course, apologized. But what did the lieutenant do but take it into his head that I, being an assaulter of superior officers, was, by a priori reasoning, this Angelo Fresi in disguise.
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