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Updated: June 25, 2025
Shaking out the folds of her gown, she leaned her back against the wall, and pointed with a finger on which were some trumpery rings. Cassandra knew everybody, and was determined to make those about her aware of it. "That's young Count Orsetti and his mamma; they give a grand ball to-night." Ahi! how grand! The coachman and the valet with gold-lace and silk stockings.
"He's gone," continued Orazio, falling back exhausted on his chair, "but his papers " Here Franchi thought it right to pause and faintly wink. "I'll tell you the rest when I have smoked a cigar. Give me a light." "No, no, you must smoke afterward," said Orsetti, rapping him smartly on the back. "Go on what about Marescotti's papers?"
After you left the Orsetti ball, Malatesta asked me and the other young men of their set to supper at the Universo Hotel." "Mercy on us!" ejaculated the cavaliere, who was now thoroughly irritated, "you consider yourself one of their set, do you? I congratulate you, young man. This is news to me." "Certainly, cavaliere, if you ask me, I do consider myself one of their set."
The "golden youth" offer bets as to Nera's recovery; the ladies, who are jealous, back freely against it. In half an hour, however, Countess Orsetti is able to announce that "Nera Boccarini is better, and that, beyond the shock, it is hoped that she is not seriously hurt." "You see, Malatesta, I was right," drawls out the languid Franchi as he descends the stairs.
Nera has already decided what she will say to him touching the Orsetti ball that evening and the cotillon, which she means to dance with him if she can. But Nobili, with whom they come up under the portico, merely responds to their salutation with a low bow, raises his hat, and stands aside to make way for them. He does not even offer to hand them to their carriage. They pass, and are gone.
"That is quite possible," continued Orazio, with a cynical smile. "To tell you the truth, I did not think you had heard it. It only happened half an hour ago." "What happened?" asked Count Orsetti. "A secret commission has been sent from Rome." There was a breathless silence. "The government is alarmed. A secret commission to examine Count Marescotti's papers, and to imprison him."
They would slander the Virgin; not for wickedness, but for idleness. I mean to make them hunt. Hunting is the cure." Nobili stands as if turned to stone. "But I must listen," replies Nobili, fiercely, fire flaming in his eyes. "This lady's honor is my own. Who has dared to couple her name with any other man? Orsetti Ruspoli" and he turns to them in great excitement "you are my friends.
"I mean to dance with Teresa Ottolini," announced Count Orsetti, timidly he could not name Teresa without reddening. "We arranged it together a month ago." "And I am engaged to Countess Navascoes," said Count Malatesta. This engagement was said to have begun some years back, and to be very enthralling.
The police were much diverted, I assure you, and so was I. I was in the hotel; I gave them the key to all the ladies." "You might have done better than waste your fine energies in making ladies names public town-talk," said Orsetti, frowning. "Well, that's a matter of opinion," replied Orazio, with a certain calm insolence peculiar to him. "I have no ladylove in Lucca."
Palms, orange and lemon trees, flowering cacti, and large-leaved cane-plants, are grouped about; consoles and marble tables, covered with the loveliest cut flowers. Near the door, in the first of these floral saloons where sweet scents made the air heavy, stands the Countess Orsetti.
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