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Updated: June 11, 2025
This, Pasquale said, represented "una citta qualunque." The collection of little wooden houses on Captain Shandy's bowling-green was not a more perfect Proteus of a town than Pasquale's back cloth. This evening it was Barcelona. In front of it, about halfway to the footlights, was a low wall of fortifications.
"Dulce et decorum est. He died for his country," said I. "It does not hurt me now so much to think of him," said Carlotta. I could not help feeling a miserable pang of jealousy at Pasquale's posthumous rehabilitation as a hero in Carlotta's heart. Yet, was it not natural? Was it not the way of women?
"But it's a matter of life and death!" I cried. "To tell you the truth, sir," said the hall porter, "Mr. Pasquale's only permanent address is his banker's, and we really don't know where he is staying at present." I wrote a hurried line: "Hamdi has abducted Carlotta. I am half crazed. As you love me give me your help. Oh, God! man, why aren't you here?"
He felt then that he had not been altogether bad, and that he was quite safe in their keeping. Yet Paolo's life was not wholly without its bright spots. Far from it. There were the occasional trips to the dump with Uncle Pasquale's dinner, where there was always sport to be had in chasing the rats that overran the place, fighting for the scraps and bones the trimmers had rescued from the scows.
Pasquale's momentary grin faded. "I'll give you a try-out for a week. If we like each other we'll talk turkey about a commission. Eh, señor?" "Go you one. If we ain't suited we part company at the end of a week." The noted insurgent leader spoke English as well as he did Spanish. Sometimes he talked in one language, sometimes in the other.
"I? Oh, I will go when you please," returned the old man, with another laugh. He was always ready for anything active. But Gigi Secchi could not be found. He had returned to Aquaviva at once, and it was not easy to send a message. Two days later, however, Giovanni took the trouble of going to the man's home. He was not altogether surprised when Gigi confirmed Pasquale's tale in every particular.
"That is his ship; over there, between the 'trabacolo' and the dismasted hulk." "I see her," returned Pasquale at once. "A thorough Greek she is, too, by her looks, but well kept enough if she is only, waiting for a cargo, with two or three hands on board." The men laughed a little at Pasquale's ignorance concerning the vessel. "She has a full crew," said one.
But his children were used to Pasquale's moods and were, therefore, altogether unaffected by his present morose deportment; they speedily left him to himself, giving themselves no further trouble concerning him.
The magnificence which he saw on all sides of him, even Salvator himself, who had received him dressed in the richest apparel, inspired him with deep respect, and, after the manner of little souls, who, though at first proud and puffed up, at once grovel in the dust whenever they come into contact with what they feel to be superior to themselves, Pasquale's behaviour towards Salvator, whom he would gladly have done a mischief to in Rome, was nothing but humility and submissive deference.
In spite of Pasquale's brilliance and Carlotta's rapturous enjoyment I sat mumchance and depressed, out of my element. My work is at a standstill, and Carlotta is my life. I fear I am deteriorating. On Judith, whom I have seen once or twice since Carlotta's return, I called this afternoon. She is unhappy.
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