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He had been there since last night, a peasant girl informed us, and he had been confined there by order of my Lord the Cardinal-legate for the odious sin of sacrilege. "What!" I cried out, in such a tone of astonished indignation that Monna Giuliana seized my arm and pressed it to enjoin prudence.
"My Lord Cardinal and his Duke may take themselves together to Hell ere I obey the summons that the one has sent me at the desire of the other. Here I stay to guard what is my own." "You are a fool," said Giuliana at length, "and a knave, too, for you insult me without cause." "Without cause? O, without cause, eh? By the Host! Yet you would not have me stay?"
"I have been thinking, Giuliana," I answered wearily, and I passed a hand over my brow to find it moist and clammy. "To-morrow I go hence." She started round and her eyes grew distended, her hand clutched her breast. "You go hence?" she cried, a note as of fear in her deep voice. "Hence? Whither?" "Back to Mondolfo, to tell my mother that her dream is at an end." She came slowly towards me.
You know that nothing can be proved against me unless Giuliana speaks, and that she dare not for her own sake. There are witnesses who will swear that Gambara went to Fifanti's house that night.
There's a fine preparation for the cloister!" He turned to Giuliana. He put forward his hand and touched her bare shoulder with his hideous forefinger. She cringed under the touch as if it were barbed. "There is not the need that you should render yourself his preceptress," he said, with his deadly smile. "I do not," she replied indignantly. "Agostino has a taste for letters, and..." "Tcha!
Nothing of that was in our wooing, a wooing which seemed to us, now that we spoke of it, to have been done when we had scarcely met, done in the vision that I had of her, and the vision that she had of me. With averted eyes she set me now a question. "Madonna Giuliana used you with a certain freedom on her arrival, and I have since heard your name coupled with her own by the Duke's ladies.
There is not one to swear that Gambara did not kill Fifanti ere he came forth again; and it is the popular belief, for his traffic with Giuliana is well-known, as it is well-known that she fled with him after the murder which, in itself, is evidence of a sort. Your Duke has too great a respect for the feelings of the populace," I sneered, "to venture to outrage them in such a matter.
I cried, and my pure and piously joyous ecstasy was changed upon the instant to fierce, carnal longings. "Giuliana!" I held out my arms, and slowly she floated towards me, over the rough earthen floor of my cell. A frenzy of craving seized me. I was impatient to lock my arms once more about that fair sleek body.
And at moments certain longings for the world would stir in me again, and again would come those agonizing thoughts of Giuliana which I had conceived were for ever laid to rest, so that I sought refuge once more in the hair-shirt; and when this had once more lost its efficacy, I took long whip-like branches of tender eglantine to fashion a scourge with which I flagellated my naked body so that the thorns tore my flesh and set my rebellious blood to flow.
That picture he eventually transferred to his fresco, and there O bitter irony! you may see me to this day, as the saint in whose ways it was desired that I should follow. Monna Giuliana and I would linger together in talk after the painter had gone; and this would be at about the time that I had my first lessons of Curial life from my Lord Gambara.
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