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"Exactly so; and the next time that I quit Venice, to return to it no more." "No more?" she repeated, eagerly. "Oh, not so, Flodoardo! Ah, can you leave me?" She stopped, ashamed of her imprudence. "Can you leave my uncle? I meant to say. You do but jest, I doubt not." "By my honour, lady, I never was more in earnest." "And whither, then, do you mean to go?"
The moment that I became acquainted with him, I prophesied that one day or other he would play a brilliant part in the annals of history. Another Senator. I think with you, signor. Never was I so struck with a man at first sight as I was with Flodoardo. Contarino. A thousand sequins on Abellino's not being taken, unless death should have taken him first. The First Senator.
She gazed upon him for a moment undecided, then hastily drew away her hand, and exclaimed, "Leave me, this moment, I command you. Leave me, for Heaven's sake!" Flodoardo clasped his hands together in despair and anguish. He bowed his head in token of obedience. He left her with slow steps and a melancholy air, and as he passed the threshold, turned to bid her farewell for ever.
And how could the gentle Rosabella resolve to commit an act of such unheard-of cruelty as wilfully to deprive any one of a pleasure which made him so happy, and which did herself no harm? "Signora," said Flodoardo, merely for the sake of saying something, "you do well to enjoy the open air. The evening is beautiful." "But I interrupt your studies, my lord," said Rosabella.
She hastened to detain the Doge, threw her white arms around his neck fondly, and concealed in his bosom the tears with which her countenance was bedewed. "Make your demands," continued Flodoardo, still addressing himself to the Doge; "say what you wish me to do, and what you would have me become, in order to obtain from you the hand of Rosabella.
Rosabella, would you not like to join the dancers? Count, I confide her to your care. Flodoardo. I could not be entrusted with a more precious charge. Rosabella, during this conversation, had been leaning against the back of her uncle's chair.
You have intentions, it seems, of discovering the haunts of the banditti, who for some time past have caused so many tears to flow in Venice? Flodoardo. If your Highness would deign to confide in me, I would answer with my head for their delivery into the hands of your officers, and that speedily. Andreas. That were much for a stranger to perform.
Flodoardo does not want talents; I had rather he should live and join our party. He is seldom off his guard Parozzi. Such vagabonds may well be cautious; they must not forget themselves, who have so much to conceal from others. Falieri. Rosabella, as I understand, by no means sees this Florentine with unfavourable eyes. Parozzi.
"See, the Doge enters the saloon with Manfrone and Lomellino: he will seek us among the dancers. Come, let us join them." Flodoardo followed her in silence. The dance began. Heavens! how lovely looked Rosabella, as she glided along to the sweet sounds of music, conducted by Flodoardo.
Flodoardo was gone, and there, in his place, stood Abellino, and shouted out, "Ho! ho!" Instantly a loud cry of terror resounded through the apartment.
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