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Updated: June 11, 2025
"Is the verse that is recast meant to symbolize a moral in love?" "In love? nay, I know not; but in life, yes, at least the life of the artist." "The paraphrase of the original is yours, Signorina, words and music both. Am I not right?
May remembered the expression of the great Italian eyes, set in the haggard face, as the woman had said to her: "The Madonna will bless you, Signorina!" Yes, she had a soul, the poor Signora, hard-pressed and starved, but a soul, all the same. May smiled softly to herself, almost as Pauline might have done.
He quietly lighted a cigarette and smiled good-humouredly all the time. "My dear Teresina," he said, when she had finished, "what in the world do you think I wanted of you? Not only am I paying court to your signorina, as you say, but I am already betrothed to her, since last night. You did not know that?" "The greater the shame!" exclaimed the girl, growing angry. "Not at all, my dear child.
Will you give the signorina her shoe?" He handed it to Orazio, who took it awkwardly. "The incident is closed," Olive said as she came back to her cooling tea. "I hope there is a heaven for horses and a hell for men. Oh, how I hate cruelty! Carmela, if that is Orazio I must say I sympathise with Gemma. How could any woman love a mean, narrow-shouldered, whitey-brown paper thing like that?"
Accordingly, they all Kenyon with his bass voice; Donatello with his tenor; the guide with that high and hard Italian cry, which makes the streets of Rome so resonant; and Hilda with her slender scream, piercing farther than the united uproar of the rest began to shriek, halloo, and bellow, with the utmost force of their lungs. "It was the signorina!" cried Donatello joyfully.
"Not if they're gentlemen," replied the signorina darkly. Evidently I could not ask for further details; so, without more ado, I disclosed my own perilous condition and the colonel's boasts about herself. "What a villain that man is!" she exclaimed. "Of course, I was civil to him, but I didn't say half that. You didn't believe I did, Jack?"
For the first time his eyes met hers directly, as he said, with something almost like a challenge in his voice: "I am one of its servants, Signorina." Yes, May thought, it was moroseness; he was unhappy, and no wonder. "What a pity!" she cried, with very genuine compassion in her voice. "It can't be half so nice as being a gondolier."
Giulio Bandinelli stretched his hand for Carlo's glass, and spied the approach of the signorina. "Dark," he said. "A jewel of that complexion," added Agostino, by way of comment. "She has scorching eyes." "She may do mischief; she may do mischief; let it be only on the right Side!" "She looks fat." "She sits doubled up and forward, don't you see, to relieve the poor donkey.
'Sicuramente, in zat rose-colour villa wif ze cypress trees and ze terrazzo on ze lake. His daughter, la Signorina Costantina, she live wif him ver' young, ver' beautiful' Gustavo rolled his eyes and clasped his hands 'beautiful like ze angels in Paradise and she spik Italia like I spik Angleesh. Jerymn Hilliard, Jr., unfolded his arms and sat up alertly.
There was a dulness of fatalism in his voice. Artois did not reproach him. "Did you lose them when the balloon went up?" he asked. "Macche! It was not the balloon!" Gaspare said, fiercely. "What was it?" Artois felt suddenly that Gaspare had some perfect excuse for his inattention. "Some one spoke to me. When I when I had finished the Signorina and that Signore were gone." "Some one spoke to you.
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