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"It means that I do myself justice," answered the king. "I am nothing except through you, dear Pazza; all that I know and all that I think I owe to you. Without you I am nothing but a soulless body, fit only for follies." "Pardon me if I contradict Your Majesty," said Pazza.
What is an ignorant man?" "Sire," returned Pazza, "there are three kinds of ignorant men: he who knows nothing, he who talks of what he does not know, and he who will learn nothing; all three are fit for nothing but to be burned or hung." "That is a proverb. Do you know what proverbs are called?" "Yes, sire; they are called the wisdom of nations." "And why are they called so?"
"My dear," said Pazza, with a pettish manner, "you may put on your Bluebeard airs, but you will not frighten me, I assure you. I know you, Charming, and I warn you that if you do not put an end to this bad jest, I will not only give you one box on the ear, but three, before I forgive you. Make haste and let me go out, or I vow that I will keep my word."
Men came from a hundred leagues round to gaze at the new king, and Pazza, whose growing beauty and air of goodness fascinated all hearts, was not less admired. There were interminable dinners, harangues longer than the dinners, and poems more tedious than the harangues. In a word, it was an incomparable festival, which was talked of for six months after.
"What, more?" cried the king, rising. "Oh, aunt, I am dying!" exclaimed Pazza. By dint of care, however, she was restored to life; and, turning her languishing eyes toward the king, "Sire," said she, "the gipsy girl at the masked ball, who dared to box your ears " "Was yourself, Pazza?" said charming. "Oh, I forgive you for that; I well deserved it. How could I doubt you, who are sincerity itself!
Pazza had been told that she was witty to the ends of her fingers, and had been stupid enough to believe it; it is never right to jest with children.
"Yes," said the prince, with a terrible look, "it is a prison which you will quit only for the grave." "My dear, you frighten me," said Pazza, smiling. "Am I a criminal without knowing it? Have I deserved your displeasure, that you threaten me with a dungeon?" "You have a short memory," replied Charming.
"Pazza per amore," replied he, with a shrug. Then, coming closer to the prince, he added, "The marquis gives out that his wife is crazy, and, as nobody ever sees her, nobody is any the wiser." "And you? What think you, Antonio?" "I do not believe it, for I know the signora well." "You know her?" said Eugene, touching Antonio on the shoulder. "Yes.
"What!" exclaimed Charming, "is there anything more?" "Oh, sire, what have you done?" cried the countess; "my child is dying!" "My Pazza, you must not die!" exclaimed the king. "Speak, and be sure that I forgive in advance all you have done. Alas! it is I that have need of forgiveness." "Sire, the little doctor who took the liberty of boxing Your Majesty's ears "
"Do you think that she will recover?" asked Charming, anxiously, of the countess. "Bah!" said the old lady. "No matter how ill a woman may be, happiness will bring her back from the brink of the grave. Kiss the queen, my nephew; it will do her more good than all the doctors in the world." Charming stooped and kissed the sleeping Pazza.
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