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"It is a certain Jacopo Frontoni; a reputed bravo," The start, the changing color, and the glance of the prince of Venice, were full of natural surprise. "Callest thou the bloodiest stiletto that ever disgraced the city, the weapon of a reputed bravo?
When you shall know Carlo better, and have heard his tale, ye will be the first to cry out for his release. I tell you this, that when the Doge shall appear at yon window and make the signal of mercy, you need not be angry, and believe that your class has been wronged. Poor Carlo " "The girl raves!" interrupted the moody fishermen. "Here is no Carlo, but Jacopo Frontoni, a common bravo."
The illustrious Ten therefore offer, thus publicly, a reward of one hundred sequins to him who shall discover the perpetrator of any of these most horrible assassinations; and, whereas, during the past night, the body of a certain Antonio, a well known fisherman, and a worthy citizen, much esteemed by the patricians, has been found in the Lagunes, and, whereas, there is but too much reason to believe that he has come to his death by the hands of a certain Jacopo Frontoni, who has the reputation of a common Bravo, but who has been long watched in rain by the authorities, with the hope of detecting him in the commission of some one of the aforesaid horrible assassinations; now, all good and honest citizens of the Republic are enjoined to assist the authorities in seizing the person of the said Jacopo Frontoni, even though he should take sanctuary: for Venice can no longer endure the presence of one of his sanguinary habits, and for the encouragement of the same, the Senate, in its paternal care, offers the reward of three hundred sequins."
"Thou art Jacopo Frontoni?" said the stranger. "None else." "Thou hast a hand to serve an employer faithfully?" "I keep my faith." "'Tis well, thou wilt find a hundred sequins in this sack." "Whose life is set against this gold?" asked Jacopo, in an under tone. "Don Camillo Monforte." "Don Camillo Monforte!" "The same; dost thou know the rich noble!" "You have well described him, Signore.
"There is now a specific and a frightful charge brought against thee, Jacopo Frontoni," continued the secretary; "and, in tenderness of the citizen's life, the dreaded Council itself hath taken the matter in hand. Didst thou know a certain Antonio Vecchio, a fisherman here in our Lagunes?" "Signore, I knew him well of late, and much regret that it was only of late."
"Here is none but the lion and the saint above our heads to listen." "Just San Marco! who can tell what ear is open or what ear is shut in Venice? If you please, Signor Frontoni, we will postpone the examination to a more suitable occasion." "Friend, I do not play the fool!
"Aided by a powerful arm and a fleet gondola, thy chance will be as good as another's, Gino," said Don Camillo, closing the door of his cabinet on his servant; "at present thou mayest give some proof of zeal in my service, in another manner. Is the face of a man called Jacopo Frontoni known to thee?" "Eccellenza!" exclaimed the gondolier, gasping for breath.
When they were without the tiers, and consequently beyond the danger of being overheard, the two passengers came out of the pavilion, and made a sign to the Bravo to cease rowing. "Thou wilt accept the service, Jacopo Frontoni?" demanded the profligate heir of the old senator. "Shall I strike the noble in his pleasures, Signore?" "It is not necessary.
"'Tis the officer of the Republic, bidding for the head of one who carries a common stiletto," cried the half-breathless Gelsomina, who little heeded the ceremony at that instant; "he merits his fate." "Then why resist it?" "Ye speak without meaning!" "Doting girl, this is Jacopo Frontoni!" Gelsomina would have disbelieved her ears, but for the anguished expression of Jacopo's eye.
A certain Jacopo Frontoni, that hath his abode somewhere near the arsenal?" "Cospetto! Signor' Duca, the man is as well known to us gondoliers as the bridge of the Rialto! Your eccellenza has no need to trouble yourself to describe him." Don Camillo Monforte was searching among the papers of a secretaire.
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