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"She very likely wouldn't miss me as much as she would you," he said in his most matter-of-fact voice. "And then, besides, Rivarez, this is public business, and we have to look at it from the point of view of utility the greatest good of the greatest number.
"Really, Martini," said Galli irritably, "you are about the most prejudiced person in Florence. Once you object to a man, everything he does is wrong. How could Rivarez come when he's ill?" "Who told you he was ill?" "Didn't you know? He's been laid up for the last four days." "What's the matter with him?" "I don't know.
I remember your travelling with them when they went on to Paris." "Yes; I went as far as Leghorn to see Rivarez off for Marseilles. He wouldn't stop in Tuscany; he said there was nothing left to do but laugh, once the insurrection had failed, and so he had better go to Paris. No doubt he agreed with Signor Grassini that Tuscany is the wrong place to laugh in.
"Shall I give you some more opium? Riccardo said you were to have it if the pain got very bad." "No, thank you; I can bear it a bit longer. It may be worse later on." Martini shrugged his shoulders and sat down beside the bed. For an interminable hour he watched in silence; then he rose and fetched the opium. "Rivarez, I won't let this go on any longer; if you can stand it, I can't.
"Listen, Rivarez; I don't understand a word of all this metaphysical stuff, but I do understand one thing: If you feel about it that way, you are not in a fit state to go. The surest way to get taken is to go with a conviction that you will be taken. You must be ill, or out of sorts somehow, to get maggots of that kind into your head. Suppose I go instead of you?
As the soldiers were leaving the cell they were stopped by a sudden exclamation from Montanelli; and, turning back, saw that he was bending down to examine the straps. "Who has been doing this?" he asked. The sergeant fumbled with his cap. "It was by the Governor's express orders, Your Eminence." "I had no idea of this, Signer Rivarez," Montanelli said in a voice of great distress.
The Gadfly sat smoking and looking silently out at the drizzling rain. "Rivarez!" Martini began, stopping in front of him, but keeping his eyes on the ground; "what sort of thing are you going to drag her into?" The Gadfly took the cigar from his mouth and blew away a long trail of smoke. "She has chosen for herself," he said, "without compulsion on anyone's part." "Yes, yes I know. But tell me "
"Of course it was very wrong, Your Eminence; but his friends paid it back at once, and the affair was hushed up, he comes of a good family, and ever since then he has been irreproachable. How Rivarez found out about it I can't conceive; but the first thing he did at interrogation was to bring up this old scandal before the subaltern, too!
For my own part, though, I prefer pistols." "Signor Rivarez," said the Cardinal with unruffled composure, "I have not insulted you as yet, or spoken slightingly of your beliefs or friends. May I not expect the same courtesy from you, or do you wish me to suppose that an atheist cannot be a gentleman?" "Ah, I q-quite forgot. Your Eminence places courtesy high among the Christian virtues.
But I should think even he would not have the audacity to bring her to the Grassinis'." "They wouldn't receive her. Signora Grassini is not the woman to do unconventional things of that kind. But I wanted to hear about Signor Rivarez as a satirist, not as a man.
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