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She also made me accept some splendid Indian handkerchiefs. Six years later I met her again at Pesaro. I left Ancona on November 14th, and on the 15th I was at Trieste. Pittoni Zaguri The Procurator Morosini The Venetian Consul Gorice The French Consul Madame Leo My Devotion to The State Inquisitors Strasoldo Madame Cragnoline General Burghausen
I could not help comparing the cordiality of Levi's welcome with the formal and ceremonious reception of Baron Pittoni. The baron was ten or twelve years younger than I. He was a man of parts, and quite devoid of prejudice. A sworn foe of 'meum and tuum', and wholly incapable of economy, he left the whole care of his house to his valet, who robbed him, but the baron knew it and made no objection.
I did not want to know her long before recognizing that she was absolutely impregnable. I told Pittoni so, but all in vain; he still fed on empty hope. Zanetta had very poor health, though no one would have judged so from her appearance, but it was well known to be the case. She died at an early age.
Baron Pittoni, the Venetian consul, all the town councillors, and the members of the club, seemed delighted to see me again. My carnival was a pleasant one, and in the beginning of Lent I published the second volume of my work on Poland. The chief object of interest to me at Trieste was an actress in a company that was playing there.
I did not want to know her long before recognizing that she was absolutely impregnable. I told Pittoni so, but all in vain; he still fed on empty hope. Zanetta had very poor health, though no one would have judged so from her appearance, but it was well known to be the case. She died at an early age.
One day Baron Pittoni met them at my lodgings, and as he liked young girls as well as I he begged Irene to make her daughter include him in her list of favoured lovers.
Everybody said I had acted properly, and even Pittoni confessed that in my place he would have done the same. Poor Strasoldo came to a bad end. He got into debt, committed peculation, and had to escape into Turkey and embrace Islam to avoid the penalty of death.
Baron Pittoni and myself escorted Zaguri to the Venetian border, and we then returned to Trieste together. In three or four days Pittoni took me everywhere, including the club where none but persons of distinction were admitted. This club was held at the inn where I was staying. Amongst the ladies, the most noteworthy was the wife of the merchant, David Riguelin, who was a Swabian by birth.
He had agreeable manners and a generous disposition, and I had supped with him in company with Baron Pittoni several times. He had a girl in his service who was exquisitely pretty, but none of the count's friends attempted her as he was very jealous.
The landlord asked me my name, we made our agreement, and I found myself very comfortably lodged. Next day I went to the post-office and found several letters which had been awaiting me for the last month. I opened one from M. Dandolo, and found an open enclosure from the patrician Marco Dona, addressed to Baron Pittoni, Chief of Police.
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