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And with solemn dignity the train began to move. Don Bempo with a cry of rage rushed upon the fish. "This fish is mine," he wildly cried, "I was the first to offer its price, I offered twenty ducats, and only went home to get the money!" "And I," exclaimed Signor Gianettino, "I offered thirty-six ducats, and immediately paid the cash, as I always have money by me."
Is everything prepared for to-morrow? LOMELLINO. Everything, prince but the courier, who was despatched this morning to Levanto, is not yet returned, nor is Spinola arrived. Should he be intercepted! I'm much alarmed GIANETTINO. Fear nothing. You have that list at hand? My lord the list? I do not know I must have left it at home in my other pocket.
Then with a gentlemanlike listlessness he threw himself upon the divan and began to sip his coffee with the exact dignified deportment that had been displayed by his excellency the cardinal. "Signor Gianettino," said he, to the entering cook, "I propose honoring you to-day with a very important and significant affair.
But how can a fish that yet lies exposed for sale, and for which no one had made you a suitable offer, be already sold?" And gravely approaching the giant of the waters, Gianettino laid his hand upon his head and solemnly said: "The fish is mine. I purchase it; you demand twenty ducats! But I shall give you what you ought to have, and what the creature is worth!
On the other hand, the intrigue of Fiesco and Julia, the sister of Gianettino, is unhistorical. It was invented by Schiller as a part of the general scheme of duplicity and frivolity by which Fiesco should seek to quiet the suspicion of the Dorias.
That is not the face of Gianettino Oh, malicious fiend! Genoa is mine, say you? Mine? It is my wife! But tell me truly, Genoese, have I indeed slain my wife? I conjure you look not so ghastly upon this illusion! Heaven be praised! there are fates which man has not to fear, because he is but man. This must be one of them.
"You forget, signor, that you insult my master, that you insult Spain, by withholding from me by main force what I have purchased in the name of Spain." "France will never stand second to Spain!" proudly responded Gianettino, "and where Spain offers twenty ducats, France pays six-and-thirty! Forward, my youngsters! To the kitchen of the French ambassador!"
Is he who threatens the overthrow of liberty or he who has it in his power the greater tyrant? VERRINA. The first I hate, I fear the latter. Let Andreas Doria fall! Andreas? The old Andreas! who perhaps to-morrow may pay the debt of nature SACCO. Andreas? That mild old man! FIESCO. Formidable is that old man's mildness, O my friend the brutality of Gianettino only deserves contempt.
But if we look at the matter in that light we have a tragedy, not of republicanism, but of the "vaulting ambition which o'erleaps itself and falls on the other." With the usurper Fiesco, and the brute Gianettino, out of the way, the state returns to the good regimen of Andrea, who represents the only republicanism then thinkable, democracy in the modern sense being nowhere in question.
It was, indeed, a heavy work to place the enormous animal upon their baskets, but the active Romans cheerfully lent a hand, and when they had succeeded in the difficult task, and the six youngsters bent under their heavy load, Signor Gianettino gravely put himself at the head of the train, and proudly gave the order: "Forward to the kitchen of his excellency Cardinal Bernis!"
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