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But he did; for he realized now that he had duties toward the landlady, and must obey her, because she gave him food and lodging. As he entered the garden, the little boy heard his footstep, for the door was always open; and he called out, "Come here, and play some more." Mrs. Menotti came out, and gave her hand kindly to Rico, and drew him into the room with her.
The Duke brought back Ciro Menotti attached to his triumphal car, and when he felt that all danger was past, and that the presence of the Austrians was a guarantee against a popular expression of anger, he had him hung. 'When my children are grown up, let them know how well I loved my country, Menotti wrote to his wife on the morning of his execution.
When I knew her she was a widow of thirty, her husband, Andrea Falco, having died ten years previously, soon after their marriage. The marriage had been notoriously unhappy, and his death was a release to Donna Candida. Her family were of Modena, but they had come to live in Milan soon after the execution of Ciro Menotti and his companions. You remember the details of that business?
Menotti to see the long black coat of the kind-hearted old priest, who had not been to visit her for a long time, coming through the garden gate. She sprang up from her seat, crying out joyfully, "Look, Silvio; there comes the dear, good priest!" and went towards him. But Silvio, in his anger over every thing, said, as loud as he could, "I would rather it were Stineli!"
Menotti was to be pitied; for she perfectly well understood her feeling, and how she was always reproaching herself for a thing that she could not change, and she comforted the good woman, saying,
Several Hungarian officers were present, and by his father stood Menotti, then a stout youth of nineteen, with his arm in a sling from the severe wound he received at Calatafimi. Around were soldiers who looked like mere boys. They gazed with delight on the English uniforms. Garibaldi requested his guests to be seated and to partake of some freshly-gathered strawberries.
"I am sure I should much prefer to go away with you, then," said Rico. "Oh, you good Rico!" cried Mrs. Menotti. "If you will let us stay here, we shall be so glad to remain. I have thought it out as I came along towards home, and know how we can arrange it so that we shall be happy.
Stineli made very big eyes while her friend was talking: she had not lost one word of his history. Her heart was as if on fire with joy. To go to Rico's beautiful lake with him, to live with Mrs. Menotti and her sick son, who was so anxious for her to come, that would be happiness indeed! There was a long silence after this. Stineli's father never decided hastily.
However, while he stood before the landlady, he stopped for a little, and said, if the little musician of the evening before had not gone away, he was to go over to Mrs. Menotti again, because her little boy wanted to hear him fiddle some more. "Yes, yes; if Mrs. Menotti is not in a great hurry," while she put her arms on her hips, to show that she, at any rate, was not pressed for time.
The duke saw himself compelled to fly, and a provisional government under General Menotti placed itself in his stead.
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