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"I wish he had done so," was the reply, "and then you would have been compelled to save my honor by allowing me to marry Giuseppe. Do not laugh so heartlessly, Ottario. I loved him not only because of his manly beauty, but because he was honorable and worthy of a woman's purest love. His only fault was that of having loved me.
Her face had been concealed by the veil, but, as the door closed behind her, she threw it back, and exposed to view a countenance of remarkable beauty. "Look at me, Ottario," said she. "Tell me candidly am I handsome enough to bewitch our guests, those princely bears of Germany?" The marquis surveyed her critically, just as a painter might examine a fine picture.
I often feel ashamed of the part I play toward your wife, Ottario, and I know not but some day I may throw myself at her feet and acknowledge my treachery." "If you do, your acknowledgment will be forthwith conveyed to my ears, and the doors of the palace Strozzi will be closed to you forever." "I know it," sighed the countess; "and the fear of this expulsion binds me to your wicked will."
"Now, Ottario, listen to me I have just come from your wife's apartments with news for you." "What is it?" gasped Strozzi, clutching at the arms of his chair. "The beautiful Laura is no longer the cold vestal that came to Venice as your wife. Her eye is bright, her cheek is flushed, her lips are parted with womanly longing. I congratulate you upon the change.
"Great heavens, how beautiful!" cried Lucretia, embracing her. "I have not been wise in placing myself so near you, bewitching Laura. Ottario, do look at her; did you ever see such a vision of beauty?" "Pray do not force the marquis to praise me," said Laura; "you are perfectly aware that I am indifferent to his approbation.
After a while, came his cousin from Venice, who took charge of him and of his property." "Yes, to my cost," growled Barbesieur. "for he swindled me out of my pension." "The Marquis Balbi-Strozzi inherits the estate, if the Marquis Ottario dies without heirs," said Carlotta. "The Marquis Ottario will not be such an ass as to die without heirs," cried Barbesieur, impatiently.
"How can I understand the signals that pass between you and your loves?" "I will tell you what it means," said she, looking full into her brother's face. "I but no! your eyes glare too fiercely just now; you are ready for a spring, and I dare not wait to be devoured. Addio, Ottario, addio. Take this note, and swear that you will not open it before ten minutes."
"Really, Ottario," said she, entering the cabinet, "your palace is singularly like a prison. As I came through the corridor, I felt as if I were passing over the Ponte de' Sospiri. The atmosphere of the place is heavy with your jealous sighs." "True; there is little happiness under the marble dome of my palace. But let us speak of other things. What can I do to serve you?"
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