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Updated: June 29, 2025
Denis checked his horse now and waited till the others closed up. "Shall I see if the people are awake," said the lad, "and ask them of our way?" "No," replied Leoni coldly. "Ask nothing; but go and summon the people. Ah, there is some one stirring there! Look coming out from the door.
The next minute the freed boat was grinding against the step, and Leoni steadied it by planting a foot upon its side. "Now, boy," he whispered, "seat yourself, and be ready with the oars good! Now rest one on the step here and keep the boat steady. Quick, sir! Step in, and sit down at once."
"I thought so," said the boy to himself, for as he watched Leoni he saw the doctor turn slowly and with his peculiar fixed look sweep the well-filled room till his eye rested upon the young esquire.
But you never catch a weasel asleep, and I believe old Leoni always snoozes with one eye open." "I daresay; and I wonder which. But what do you mean about putting it to the test?" "Whether he can see with that fixed eye of his." "Whether he can see? Why shouldn't he?" "Why, you know, of course?" "Not I. Why, of course he can."
Leone Leoni erected the monument of Giangiacomo de’ Medici in Milan Cathedral from a design supplied by Michael Angelo at the request of Pope Pius IV. It is a fine monument and the bronzes are excellent.
"Master Leoni!" cried Denis excitedly, as the King recovered himself once more. "The Comte, sir the Comte!" "I know. I saw. Keep as you are now, as close as you can ride. I'll keep level on the other side. We must reach water somehow, and I will give him to drink. It is the excitement. He is ill." "No, no, sir!" cried Denis wildly. "He is wounded." "What!" shouted Leoni.
"Yes, Sire; soon to be in safety and on your way to your own great land." "Ah!" cried the King, in a tone full of satisfaction. "That is good. I would that I had never left it upon this quest. But how dark it is getting!" "Yes, Sire; but it will soon be lighter," said Leoni quietly.
Leoni's medal, on the obverse, shows the old artist's head in profile, with strong lines of drapery rising to the neck and gathering around the shoulders. It carries this legend: MICHELANGELUS BUONARROTUS, FLO. R.A.E.T.S. ANN. 88, and is signed LEO. Leoni then assumed that Michelangelo was eighty-eight years of age when he cast the die.
The King uttered a low gasp, and it was Leoni who said sharply: "Only the great gates. The doorway is it right or left?" "Here," cried Denis; "this way, Sire!"
He said no more, but made a snatch at the wall and would have reeled and fallen had not Saint Simon acted as the sturdy buttress he was, and lowered him easily into a chair. "That giddiness again," cried the King, with a sigh. "The doctor is right. Early to-morrow morning, then, gentlemen," he said, with a peculiar smile. "Leoni is king now, and reigns in our stead.
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