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With the authority which this lent him, he easily rose to such a pitch of power as to become tyrant of Athens. In like manner Pandolfo Petrucci, on his return with the other exiles to Siena, was appointed the command of the public guard, as a mere office of routine which others had declined.
"Why?" cried Goneril, quite excited; "were they singers too?" "Madame Petrucci; nevertheless a lady of the highest respectability. Miss Prunty was Madame Lilli's secretary." "How nice!" cried the young girl, "how interesting! Oh, auntie, I'm so glad you found them out." "So am I, child; but please remember it is not an ordinary pension.
Francesca was looking about her in considerable embarrassment, not able to lift it up again, when a Roman nobleman, Paolo Lelli Petrucci, a friend of her husband's, chanced to pass by. Astonished at seeing her in such a predicament, he hastened to her assistance; and she received it with as much serenity and composure as if her occupation had been the most natural thing in the world.
"Mees Goneril is feeling very young!" said the signorino, suddenly turning his sharp, kind eyes upon her. "Yes," said Goneril, all confusion. Madame Petrucci looked almost annoyed the gay, serene little lady that nothing ever annoyed. "It is she that is young!" she cried, in answer to an unspoken thought. "She is a baby!" "Oh, I am seventeen!" said Goneril.
With the two horsemen at their head the rabble poured westwards towards the Rue d'Arbre Sec and the Louvre, for there in the vicinity of the Palace were the likeliest coverts. "Now Heaven send us Petrucci," said Gaspard. "Would that the Little Man had been alive and with us! This would have been a ruse after his own heart."
Vitelli pointed out the unseemliness of once again deposing Guidobaldo, whom they had just reseated upon his throne. Besides, he perceived in the treaty the end of his hopes of a descent upon Florence, which was the cause of all his labours. So he rejected it. But Valentinois had already got the Orsini and Pandolfo Petrucci on his side, and so the confederacy was divided.
When, about eight o'clock, the door-bell rang, Goneril blushed, Madame Petrucci gave a pretty little shriek, Miss Prunty jumped up and rang for coffee. A moment afterward the signorino entered. While he was greeting her hostesses Goneril cast a rapid glance at him. He was tall for an Italian, rather bent and rather gray; fifty at least therefore very old.
"Yes, yes," he said a little testily; "unless and I pray it may not be so unless you ever need the help of an old friend." "Dear Signor Graziano!" "And now you will sing me my 'Nobil Amore'?" "I will do anything you like!" The signorino sighed and looked at her for a minute. Then he led her into the little parlour where Madame Petrucci was singing shrilly in the twilight. "But why not?
The source of our knowledge of the frottola music is nine volumes of these songs, averaging sixty-four to the volume, published by Petrucci at Venice between 1504 and 1509, and a book of twenty-two published at Rome by Junta in 1526.
"And do you think, now, I'm going to let that girl, who's just getting rid of her malaria, go star-gazing with any old idiot while all the mists are curling out of the valleys?" "Brigida, my love, you forget yourself," said Madame Petrucci. "Bah!" cried the signorino. He was evidently out of temper. The little lady hastened to smooth the troubled waters.
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