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For a time the men kept on rowing, but the breeze increased rapidly, and the captain ordered the oars to be laid in. A double allowance of wine was served out, and an hour or two spent in song and hilarity; then the watch below was sent down, and Francis and Matteo turned into their cots. In the morning the breeze was blowing strong.
If the Genoese would come sometimes, and try and drive us off the island, there would be some excitement. But, except when the admiral wishes a reconnaissance, or Barberigo's galleys come down and stir them up, there is really nothing doing here." "That ought to suit you exactly, Matteo, for never but once did I hear you say you wanted to do anything." "When was that?" Rufino asked, laughing.
"Yes, a man of holy life," said Don Matteo, earnestly. "I do not see how a man of such disposition could have been so lacking in courage afterwards," said the cardinal. "But suppose that it were exactly as I represent the case, Eminence, what should the confessor do?" The cardinal looked into his eyes long and gravely.
After the death of Giovanni, Matteo's sons were extinct. But Stefano, the last of his family, had left three children, who now succeeded to the lands and cities of the house. They were named Matteo, Bernabo, and Galeazzo. Between these three princes a partition of the heritage of Giovanni Visconti was effected.
"Things are changed since it was promised that Silvia should stay a month with you," Matteo replied. "There is work at home for her to do. Since she is not to be a nun, she must work. Let her be ready to start in an hour: my carriage is waiting at the door. I am going out into the piazza for a little while. I will send a man up for her trunk when I am ready to start." Silvia uttered not a word.
I have seen her watching me, as a cat would watch a mouse she is going to spring on." "Perhaps she has not forgiven you, Francisco, for saving her two charges, and leaving her to the mercy of their assailants." "I don't know, Matteo. Her conduct appeared to me, at the time, to be very strange.
I will see Monsignor Catinari this very evening, and post a letter to you before I go to bed. If Matteo is unkind to you, we will have you taken away from him at once. And, in any case, you shall be married in a few weeks at the most, as Monsignor promised. Don't cry so: don't say that you cannot go. I am sorry and vexed, my dear, but I see no way but for you to go. Depend upon me.
After Matteo had learned from these two masters all that they knew, it chanced that there fell into his hands a beautiful piece of green jasper, marked with red spots, as the good pieces are; and he engraved in it a Deposition from the Cross with such diligence, that he made the wounds come in those parts of the jasper that were spotted with the colour of blood, which caused that work to be a very rare one, and brought him much commendation.
"Another bishop might not think as your Eminence does. Besides, the question is what the confessor is to do under the circumstances." The cardinal suddenly rose, went to the broad window, and looked out thoughtfully. Don Matteo stood up respectfully, waiting.
He himself was frequently present in the balcony, where the four young people for Matteo Giustiniani was generally of the party sat and chatted together, the gouvernante sitting austerely by, with at times a strong expression of disapproval on her countenance at their laughter and merriment, although as her charges' father approved of the intimacy of the girls with their young cousin and this English lad she could offer no open objections.
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