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"And to Naples, to see my friend the Duke de Matalone." "I know him well. He has already had a son by the daughter of the Duke de Bovino, whom he married. She must be a charming woman to have made a man of him, for all Naples knew that he was impotent." "Probably, she only knew the secret of making him a father." "Well, it is possible."
They said that this made the chances more equal; but I laughed at this opinion, as there is nothing more difficult to establish than equality between players. The Duke de Matalone sat down, drew out his purse and his pocket-book, and put two thousand ducats in the bank, begging pardon of the others for doubling the usual sum in favour of the stranger. The bank never exceeded a thousand ducats.
In the house of the Count of Matalone, in the same city, there is the head of a horse by the hand of Donato, so beautiful that many take it for an antique.
He also invited the Duke de Matalone and three or four other gentlemen. This was the only occasion on which I held the bank while I was at Naples, and I staked six thousand ducats after warning the prince that as it was the eve of my departure I should only play for ready money. He lost ten thousand ducats, and only rose from the table because he had no more money.
He also invited the Duke de Matalone and three or four other gentlemen. This was the only occasion on which I held the bank while I was at Naples, and I staked six thousand ducats after warning the prince that as it was the eve of my departure I should only play for ready money. He lost ten thousand ducats, and only rose from the table because he had no more money.
We were alone together, and he began by saying that the Duke of Matalone had told him the reason which had prevented me marrying Leonilda, and that he had always admired my generosity in making her a present of five thousand ducats, though I was far from rich.
As I had come there for the second time to keep a promise I had made to the Duke de Matalone to come and see him at Naples, I ought to have visited this nobleman at once; but foreseeing that from the time I did so I should have little liberty left me, I began by enquiring after all my old friends. I walked out early in the morning and called on Belloni's agent.
"And to Naples, to see my friend the Duke de Matalone." "I know him well. He has already had a son by the daughter of the Duke de Bovino, whom he married. She must be a charming woman to have made a man of him, for all Naples knew that he was impotent." "Probably, she only knew the secret of making him a father." "Well, it is possible."
The marquis was discreet enough not to reveal his chief reason. Donna Lucrezia did not know that the Duke of Matalone had told him that Leonilda was my daughter. An excess of gratitude lessened my high spirits for the rest of the day, and Anastasia did not spend a very lively night with me. I went off at eight o'clock the next morning. I was sad, and the whole house was in tears.
He revered the minister Marco, he had the greatest respect for the memory of Lelio Caraffa, and of the Dukes of Matalone, and he had provided handsomely for a nephew of the famous man of letters Genovesi, in consideration of his uncle's merits. Games of chance were forbidden; and one day he surprised a number of the officers of his guard playing at faro.
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