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And with the same calm indifference which characterised his every word and action Cesare pointed to the torture, and turned to Madonna Paola, as though he gave the matter of Ramiro del' Orca and his misdeeds not another thought. "Mercy, my lord," rang now the voice of Ramiro, laden with horrid fear. "I will speak." "Then do so to Don Miguel. He will question you in my name."
I was thanking the general for his advice, when Donna Paola appeared, led forth by Colonel Acosta, the young officer I have before mentioned, who had been seated next to her at supper. He pressed her hand as he assisted her to mount, and by the look she gave him I saw that their affection was mutual.
At sunrise I learnt that we were in sight of Paola; as day spread gloriously over earth and sky, the vessel hove to and prepared to land cargo.
"I have no thanks," she ended warmly, "that can match the deeds by which you earned them, Messer Biancomonte." My eyes drifting to Giovanni's face surprised its sudden darkening. "Madonna Paola," said he, in an icy voice, "you have uttered a name that must not be heard within my walls of Pesaro, if you would prove yourself the friend of Boccadoro.
It was not fear of what I had seen that now sent my thoughts into a new channel and inspired me with the wisdom of obeying Ramiro del' Orca's behest that I should don the hateful motley and play the Fool for his diversion. It was not that I feared death; it was that I feared what the consequences of my death might be to Paola di Santafior.
And if aught had been wanting to increase the weight of fear and anguish on my already over-burdened mind, and to aid in what almost seemed an infernal plot to utterly distract me, I had it in fresh, wild conjectures touching Madonna Paola.
"Madonna," I called, advancing swiftly towards her. "Madonna Paola!" There was a gasp, a moment's stillness, then "Lazzaro?" She cried, questioningly. "What has happened? Why am I here?" I was beside her now, and found her trembling like an aspen. "Something horrible has happened, Madonna," I answered. "But it is over now, and the evil is averted." "But how came I here?" "That you shall learn."
The same Perino having then caused Daniello to execute a frieze in the hall of the Palace of M. Agnolo Massimi, with many divisions in stucco and other ornaments, and stories of the actions of Fabius Maximus, he bore himself so well, that Signora Elena Orsina, having seen that work and hearing the ability of Daniello much extolled, commissioned him to paint her chapel in the Church of the Trinita in Rome, on the hill, where the Friars of S. Francesco di Paola have their seat.
Madonna Paola sat upon the Lord of Pesaro's right, and her blue eyes were round and her lips parted with enthusiasm as I proceeded.
Then Madonna Paola spoke, and there seemed a reproachful wonder in her voice. "Is this indeed your choice?" she asked me. "It is the choice that was forced on me," said I, in heat. "They left me no garment save these of folly. That I was reading this book it pleases my lord to interpret into a further sign of my intentions."
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