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He was not a happy man. Success at the Imperial Court might have comforted him; but a remorseless sensitiveness of his nature tripped his steps. Bitter laughter rang throughout Lombardy when, in spite of his efforts to save his daughter's husband, Giacomo Piaveni suffered death. No harder blow had ever befallen the count: it was as good as a public proclamation that he possessed small influence.
"But she has no religious warmth!" Anna reflected with a glow of satisfaction. The concert was broken up by Laura Piaveni. She said out loud that the presence of Major Weisspriess was intolerable to the Countess Alessandra. The incident threw Anna back upon her old vindictiveness. It caused an unpleasant commotion in the duchess's saloon.
Carlo had begun to speak when Corte drew his attention to the fact that ladies were present, at which Carlo put out his hand as if introducing them, and went on speaking. "Your wife is here," said Corte. "My wife and signora Piaveni," Carlo rejoined. "I have consented to my wife's particular wish to be present." "The signora Piaveni's opinions are known: your wife's are not."
The Signora Piaveni lived in Milan, and the count her father visited her twice during the summer months, and wrote to her from his fitful Winter residences in various capital cities, to report progress in the settled scheme for the recovery of Giacomo's property, as well for his widow as for the heirs of his body. 'It is a duty, Count Serabiglione said emphatically.
He recollected the sentence. He had once, during the heat of his grief for Giacomo Piaveni, cast it in her teeth. Violetta repeated it, as to herself, tonelessly; a method of making an old unkindness strike back on its author with effect. "Did we part good friends? I forget," she broke the silence. "We meet, and we will be the best of friends," said Ammiani.
She knows her innocence, and knowing that they work for the good of the country, she, if it is their will, is content to be blotted out of all participation: all! She abjures all for the common welfare. Say that. And say, to-morrow night the rising must be. Oh! to-morrow night! It is my husband to me. Laura Piaveni crossed her arms upon her bosom.
There were two daughters of a parasitical Italian nobleman, of whom one had married the patriot Giacomo Piaveni, and one an Austrian diplomatist, the Commendatore Graf von Lenkenstein. Count Serabiglione was traditionally parasitical. His ancestors all had moved in Courts. The children of the House had illustrious sponsors.
Beppo's head sank. A handful of black lace and cedarwood chained him to the spot! He entreated the men in livery to take the fan upstairs and deliver it to the Signora Laura Piaveni; but they, being advised by Jacob, refused.
There were two daughters of a parasitical Italian nobleman, of whom one had married the patriot Giacomo Piaveni, and one an Austrian diplomatist, the Commendatore Graf von Lenkenstein. Count Serabiglione was traditionally parasitical. His ancestors all had moved in Courts. The children of the House had illustrious sponsors.
But Wilfrid now felt toward the Italians through his remembrance of that devoted soul's love of them, and with one direct look he bade his betrothed good-bye, and they parted. It was in the early days of March that Merthyr, then among the Republicans of Rome, heard from Laura Piaveni.
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