Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 15, 2025
It will be all right, Gaspare." "Shall I come with you, Signora?" "Well, Gaspare, you see it is the Marchese's launch " "If you would like me to come, I will ask the Signore Marchese." "We'll see how much room there is." "Si, Signora." He went down to receive the launch. "Emile," Hermione said, as he disappeared, "can you understand what a comfort to me Gaspare is?
A proper interval had, of course, to be allowed to elapse before the knot was definitively tied; but it was settled, and known to be settled by all Ravenna, and the strange and moving circumstances which had attended the young Marchese's fortunes had the effect of causing his marriage with the Venetian artist to be accepted by the "Society" more tolerantly than, perhaps, might otherwise have been the case.
Our Conte Apollo, among the rest, would fain have read his poem on the occasion. But as he approached the Marchese for the purpose, a white silk domino, that was standing by the Marchese's side, burst into such an uncontrollable fit of silvery and most musical, but too evidently uncomplimentary laughter, that the poor god of song was too abashed by it to make head against it.
And the superscription, "All' Illmmo Sigr il Sigr Marchese Lamberto di Castelmare," was written in very daintily pretty and delicate small characters; as unmistakably feminine a letter as ever a gentleman received. The Marchese's face changed visibly as the little missive was put into his hands.
This message written, sealed and dispatched by one of her servants to the Marchese's villa, she sat for some moments lost in thought, wistfully looking out on her flower-filled gardens and the shimmering blue of the Mediterranean beyond. "I may be too late!" she said, speaking aloud to herself "But I will take the risk! He will not care no! a man like that cares for nothing but himself.
How can there be no doubt, merely because he was with her in the forest?" There was something in the Marchese's manner which made it seem to the lawyer as if he must have already heard of the tragedy that had happened, and of the suspicion that had been thrown on his nephew.
He, too, had observed the unmistakable change in his old friend; and jumped to the conclusion that what he was wanted for was to make, or to be consulted about making, the Marchese's will. "To think of his breaking up so suddenly, in such a way as this. No stamina! Why, he must be twenty years my junior; and I don't feel a day older than I did ten years ago, not a day.
And during all those years of widowhood, the remembrance of that first burning of his fingers had sufficed to make the old gentleman a consistent misogynist. "Ah, here is another specimen of women's work," he thought to himself, as he observed the utter wretchedness of the Marchese's appearance, and the traces in him of a day spent in misery. "And he, too, who had escaped for fifty years!
"Work?" echoed the Marchese with a doubtful air. "May I enquire to what work you refer, Chevalier?" "If you ask me that question, Signor Marchese, I shall in my turn feel impelled to enquire what you meant just now when you referred to my renown." Arrogantly he faced the Marchese's piercing eyes.
I am aware that I do but scant justice to the marchese's inimitable style. The above sentences must be imagined as hurled forth in a series of yells, with a pant between each of them. As a melodramatic actor this terrific Marinelli would, I am sure, have risen to the first rank in his profession. "Signore," I said, "you are under a misapprehension.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking