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Updated: June 14, 2025
Finally, his gratitude to the man who had believed in his innocence was deep and lasting. Masin would really have given his life to save Malipieri's, and would have been glad to give it. He set the lamp down on the table, and waited for orders, his blue eyes quietly fixed on his master.
Malipieri's man generally went out twice every day, carrying a military dinner-pail, made in three sections, which he brought back half an hour later. Malipieri sometimes was not seen for several days, but frequently he went out in the morning and did not come back till dark.
There was not a suggestion of offence to Sabina, such as might have afforded ground for an action against the paper, or against those that copied the story from it. The writer was careful to extol Malipieri's heroic courage and strength, and to point out that Sabina had been half-dead of fatigue and cold, as Toto knew must have been the case.
Now and then, things were delivered for him at the door, a tin of oil for his lamps, a large box of candles, packages of odd shapes, sometimes very heavy, and which the porter was told to handle with care. The old man tried to make acquaintance with Malipieri's man, but found it less easy than he had expected.
What did he advise you to do?" "He offered to silence the creature who wrote this letter if I would make a bargain with him. He said he would pay the money, if I would give Sabina to his second son, who is a cavalry officer in Turin, and whom none of us has ever seen." Malipieri's lips moved, but he said nothing that could be heard.
Society asked where Malipieri's father was, and learned that he was nearly seventy and was paralysed, and never left his house in Venice, but that he highly approved of his son's marriage and wished to see his future daughter-in-law as soon as possible. The Princess said that Sabina and Malipieri would live with him, but would come to Rome for the winter.
It was incomprehensible. "I cannot see what is to be done," he said at last. "Is it possible that I must tell you, Signer Malipieri?" asked the Princess, and her splendid eyes flashed angrily. Malipieri's met them without flinching. "You mean, of course, that I should offer to marry Donna Sabina," he said. "What else could an honourable man do, in your position?" "I wish I knew."
Malipieri smiled indifferently. "Surely," said the Baron, affecting some surprise, "if I ask you, as a favour, to move somewhere else, you will do so!" To tell the truth, he was not prepared for Malipieri's extreme forbearance, for he had expected an outbreak of temper, at the least, and he still feared a positive refusal. Instead, the young man did not seem to care a straw.
If the man managed to pass us he might get out this way." He led the way down, making as little noise as possible. Masin held up his lantern, peering into the gloom over Malipieri's shoulder. "No one could pass the other door without breaking it down," Malipieri said.
Malipieri might have suspected the porter himself, for it was possible that there might be another key to the outer entrance of the cellar; but there was a second door further in, to which Masin had put a patent padlock, and even Masin had not the key to that. The little flat bit of steel, with its irregular indentations, was always in Malipieri's pocket.
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