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Just then there was a hand on the door and we heard Donna Marianna. "Faustina has sent to know if the signar parocco is here." "He is here. Bid her come down to the chapel." Roberta spoke quietly, and closed the door on her so that she should not see his face. We heard her patter away across the brick floor of the salone. Roberto turned to me.
Passing through that old palace, up the great staircase into the Salone del Cinquecento, where Savonarola was tried, with the Cappella di S. Bernardo, where he made his last communion, and at last up the staircase into the tower, where he was tortured and imprisoned, it is ever of that mad pathetic figure, self-condemned and self-murdered, that you think, till at last, coming out of the Palazzo, you seek the spot of his awful death in the Piazza.
Well, old top, send for a couple of dozen Korans and hire rooms for the jury over Kaydoub, Salone & Dabut's and turn 'em loose on kibbah arnabeiah, kashtah and halawee." Mr. William Montague Pepperill was a very intense young person, twenty-six years old, out of Boston by Harvard College.
In 1848, during the rebellion of the North Italians against the Austrians, eight or nine young men, for whom the authorities were hunting, hid themselves inside Donatello's wooden horse in the Salone at Padua and lay there for five days, being fed through the trap door on the back of the horse with the connivance of the custode of the Salone. No doubt they were let out for a time at night.
"She received me just as usual: in that glorious great salone, in the dress she always wears, from her inveterate corner of her sofa." And his face for the moment conveyed the scene, just as hers equally embraced it. "Do you remember what you originally said to me of her?" "Ah I've said so many things." "That she wouldn't smell of drugs, that she wouldn't taste of medicine. Well, she didn't."
The Count had received a second summons from Milan and was to set out in an hour. I hurried down the cold dewy path to the lake. All was new and hushed and strange as on the day of resurrection; and in the dark twilight of the garden alleys the statues stared at me like the shrouded dead. In the salone, where the old Count's portrait hung, I found the family assembled.
It was decided to write a letter to the ex-bandit in the kitchen, at the bottom of the fifty-two steps, requesting him to do his best, and pointing out recent shortcomings. D , whose Italian was then rudimentary, brought the letter to Mr. James, and he walked up and down the vast salone of the villa, striking his forehead, correcting and improvising.
Eleanor was grateful to him, and they wandered through the bare rooms, looking at the very doubtful works of art that they contained. Presently, as they returned to the salone from which they had started, Eleanor caught sight of a fine old copy of the Raphael St. Cecilia at Bologna. The original has been much injured, and the excellence of the copy struck her.
I know very well what you will do to-night: you will go to Salone Margherita an' sit in a box like all the wicked Americans " "No, indeed, I shall not!" "Ah, yes, you will!" she laughed. "But until dinner let me keep you from wickedness. Come to tea jus' wiz me, not at the hotel, but at the little apartment I have taken, where it is quiet.
I will be here alone at three o'clock," and then she held out her hand, and aloud said: "Good-bye, Mr. Garfield. So sorry you have to run away so early. Good-bye!" Punctually at three o'clock next afternoon the buxom Italian maid in dainty apron, ushered me into Mrs. Cullerton's charming salone.
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