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'Shall we follow you, Madam, for your greater safety? asked Gambardella. 'No, I pray you! I will go alone. I live near here. 'We wish your ladyship a very happy night, Trombin answered. 'The same to you, said the young voice.
Do you take me, my lord? Have I fitted the word to the definition and suited the definition to the man? 'Admirably, Count, assented Pignaver. 'Your command of language fills me with envy. "Eradicate" is good, very good! 'Does the weed flourish in Venice, my lord? asked Gambardella, who was bored and wished to settle the preliminaries of the business at once.
This was no doubt arrant nonsense, but nothing seemed laughable when Gambardella assumed that tone. 'Something must be done at once! cried Trombin, and turning suddenly to the landlord he opened his round blue eyes as wide as possible, and drew his breath sharply in through his pursed lips with a soft sound of whistling.
Their voices grew a little louder, so that Ortensia could hear about half of what they said. It was clear that Gambardella was refusing to do something which Trombin insisted with rising temper, while the other grew colder and more obstinate every moment.
Then the sacristan brought out the register and laid it on the broad polished table on which the vestments were folded, placing pens and ink and the sand-box beside it; and the priest first wrote a few words, to say that he had married the couple by a special dispensation from the Archbishop of Ferrara; and Stradella and Ortensia signed their names, and after them the Bravi, who indeed merely wrote 'Trombin' and 'Gambardella, but managed to make their signatures almost illegible with magnificent flourishes.
For it will be easy for us to persuade her to do anything we suggest, because both she and her husband are under the greatest obligations to us, whereas the young man would have to employ violence and make a great scandal. But here comes that excellent Tommaso. 'You are certainly a great man, said Gambardella, looking at Trombin with admiration.
The dark man had always gone by the name of Gambardella, and seemed quite satisfied with the appellation. The two had been companions in their profession for several years, but neither knew much of the other's antecedents, and both were far too proud, or too tactful, or too prudent, to ask questions.
The carriage must have broken down or some other accident had happened which would explain why Trombin had not found the conveyance waiting as he had expected. The thought of a possible accident was distressing enough, but it was a comfort to think that Gambardella and Cucurullo were with her, and would bring her home in due time.
Pignaver now laid one finger on his lips and spoke in a whisper, asking whether Markos was acquainted with two honest gentlemen named respectively Signor Trombin and Signor Gambardella. By an almost miraculous coincidence the two honest gentlemen were at that very moment supping within. Markos offered to call them out. 'Unless, he added, 'your lordship is in need of supper, and will join them.
'Without, if he gets it at all! I am tired of this fooling. It bores me excessively. 'You will not be bored long, answered Trombin with confidence. 'Answer me one question more. Do you suppose that the young man will have any success with the Lady Ortensia, unless he can separate her from Stradella by some stratagem? Gambardella looked sharply at his wordy companion.
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