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The aria, he said, was by the greatest of living composers and virtuosi, whose service it was his good fortune to be in, and who himself gave him lessons in music and singing. Graziano went over the names of a number of well-known composers and virtuosi, but at each renowned name Pasquarello disdainfully shook his head.
"Ho, ho!" cried Salvator, "I must beg you to treat Signor Formica with a proper amount of respect. Don't you know that he is a kind of wizard, and has all sorts of wondrous secret arts at his command? I tell you, Signor Formica is going to help you. And old Maria Agli, our great and grand 'Doctor Graziano, of Bologna, has joined in our plot, and is going to play a most important part in it.
And then there came a terrible ordeal. Miss Prunty, anxious to divert the current of her friend's ideas, suggested that the girl should sing. Signor Graziano and madame insisted; they would take no refusal. "Sing, sing, little bird!" cried the old lady. "But, madame, how can one after you?"
Angiolino!" "Sissignora," murmured the boy. "Tell me about Signor Graziano." "He is our padrone; he is never here." "But he is coming to-day. Wake up, Angiolino. I tell you he is on the way!" "Between life and death there are so many combinations," drawled the boy, with Tuscan incredulity and sententiousness. "Ah!" cried the girl, with a little shiver of impatience. "Is he young?" "Chè!"
Goneril, too, was excited and anxious, although Signor Graziano had seemed so old and like a coffee-bean. She made no progress in the piece of embroidery she was working as a present for the two old ladies, jumping up and down to look out of the window.
Later in the morning Signor Graziano called. "Will you come out with me, Mees Goneril?" he said. "On my land the earliest vintage begins to-day." "Oh, how nice!" she cried. "Come, then," said the signorino, smiling. "Oh, I can't come to-day, because of Jack." "Jack?" "My cousin; he may come at any time." "Your cousin!" The signorino frowned a little.
"Blessed Formica!" whispered Signor Capuzzi aside to himself, "I see that you have determined to render my triumph complete, by rubbing the noses of the Romans in all the envy and ingratitude with which they have persecuted me, and showing them clearly whom and what I am." The Capuzzi on the stage embraced Doctor Graziano with much amity, and inquired after his welfare.
"Ah!" cried the girl, with a little shiver of impatience. "Is he young?" "Che!" "Is he old then?" "Neppure!" "What is he like? He must be something." "He's our padrone," repeated Angiolino, in whose imagination Signor Graziano could occupy no other place. "How stupid you are!" exclaimed the young English girl. "Maybe," said Angiolino, stolidly. "Is he a good padrone? Do you like him?" "Rather!"
To this Pasquarello answered quite angrily, that it was mere envy on the Doctor's part. To speak heart in hand, the Doctor himself had a pretty good dash of all which he was finding fault with in the admirable Signor Pasquale. Speaking, as he was, heart in hand, he had often, himself, known some six hundred people or so to laugh with all their throats at Doctor Graziano himself.
Alexander accordingly judged that the moment had came to abandon his ally, and sent to Charles the Bishops of Concordia and Terni, and his confessor, Mansignore Graziano.
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