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"Ah, well," she cried, in a voice of despair, "I do not even know that I can blame you; but am I to be sure that I can buy your silence?" "That you can buy my silence?" I repeated. "Yes," she answered, despondently, looking up at me with tear-stained eyes. "I mean will you say nothing if I promise to visit Lady Rollinson no more and to meet Miss Rossano no more?
The count rose from his seat and rang the bell by the fireplace. A servant answered it, and he said, simply: "Ask Miss Rossano to be kind enough to see me here." The servant retired, and Mr.
Typography is cheap, and contributors naturally content themselves with the ample remuneration of appearing in print before their fellow-citizens; a considerable number of copies are exported to America. Yet I question whether the circulation of the "New Rossano," a fortnightly in its sixth year, can exceed five hundred copies. But these venial and vapid Neapolitan dailies are my pet aversion.
I heard a rustle in the room, and, turning, I saw Miss Rossano standing within a yard or two of us. How much of our conversation she had heard I could not tell, but I was certain from her look that she knew its purport. "Good-morning, Captain Fyffe," she said, holding out her hand. I rose and took it in my own, and found that it burned like fire.
There was the Archbishop of Rossano, afterwards Pope Urban VII, as plenipotentiary from Rome; there was Charles of Aragon, Duke of Terranova, supported by five councillors, as ambassador from his Catholic Majesty; there were the Duke of Aerschot, the Abbot of Saint Gertrude, the Abbot of Marolles, Doctor Bucho Aytta, Caspar Schetz, Lord of Grobbendonck, that learned Frisian, Aggeus van Albada, with seven other wise men, as envoys from the states-general: There were their Serene Highnesses the Elector and Archbishops of Cologne and Treves, with the Bishop of Wurtzburg.
When I fight, I shall fight openly against Austria," he added, with a laugh. "Miss Rossano," said Sacovitch, "drew the forty thousand pounds yesterday, and it now lies in the hands of Lady Rollinson. You will go to Southampton by the first train in the morning, accompanied by the Baroness Bonnar, who will introduce you to her English ladyship.
My visitor of that afternoon immediately preceded Miss Rossano and the count, and I followed on their heels. As we reached the platform the gaunt phantom swung round upon us, and in a voice like the call of a trumpet announced "The Exile."
"If the countess had been living unless she had been married again I should have thought it my duty to let her know the truth. But Miss Rossano knows nothing guesses nothing. Why should I wound her with a piece of news like this?" We did not talk much more that night, but I had plenty to think about as I walked home to my hotel.
The modern writer Nicola Leoni is likewise a child of Morano; his voluminous "Della Magna Grecia e delle Tre Calabrie" appeared in 1844-1846. He, too, devotes much space to the praises of his natal city, and to lamentations regarding the sad condition of Calabrian letters during those dark years. "Closed for ever is the academy of Amantea! Closed for ever is the academy of Rossano!
But it was shattered, together with the rest of the edifice, by the earthquake of 1836 which, Madonna Achiropita notwithstanding, levelled to the ground one-half of the fifteen thousand houses then standing at Rossano.
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