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'No, my lord thriving, and likely to thrive. He has just been named envoy to the Ottoman Court. 'Bah! was all the reply his incredulity could permit. 'True, I assure you. Such is the estimation he is held in at Athens, the Greeks declare he has not his equal. You are aware that his name is Spiridion Kostalergi, and he claims to be Prince of Delos. 'With all my heart.
Then he remembered Spiridion, dispenser of meat and many questions. "That poor doubting rogue!" he laughed. But he sobered himself. "I do ill to laugh, God knows! The man must be dead by now, and all his doubts with him. I must go find him. But I must eat some of his bread and olives first." Once more he got on all fours, and this time he crawled to the stop of the stairway.
Mathew, she thought, was too good-hearted to bear a long grudge: he would see her happiness, he would hear what a devoted and good husband her dear Spiridion had proved himself, and he would forgive her at last.
"Sir, sir," cried Prosper, "you do but fog yourself to little purpose! But you should live honestly and sanely, going much abroad, and you would have no doubts." "My author," said Spiridion calmly, indicating his Hebrew text, "tells me that there are one-and-thirty different ways of finding God out. Of which crystal-gazing, says he in a famous passage, is the readiest.
"Now," he reflected, "by rights I should go and hunt for my poor host. But I am still drunk unfortunately. Let me consider. Spiridion must pass for a man. If he is dead he will wait for me. If he is not dead he is no worse off than I am. Good. I will sleep." And he slept round the clock. Next morning when he awoke he was stiff and sore, but himself.
The page started and watched the vessel with a fixed and earnest gaze; soon he observed the British Consul in his boat row to the side of the vessel, and also immediately return. At that moment the yacht hoisted a signal upon a white ground a crimson heart whereupon Spiridion, drawing from his breast a letter, kissed it twice, and bounded away.
Down the corridor they could hear the casements swinging and banging, and over all the wind itself roaring through the great bare passages as if they had been tunnels. "A wild night, Spiridion," said Prosper. "And what a night," thought he, "for a surprise." "Wild enough," replied Spiridion, "but I am indifferent to weather, being seldom abroad. How do you find this wine?"
She learned, also, that an Albanian scarf, which the page wore round his waist, had been given him by his master when Spiridion quitted him; and Henrietta instantly obtained the scarf for a Barbary shawl of uncommon splendour.
The Duke, therefore, though he did not choose to get caged in Fitz-pompey House, sent his page, Spiridion, to the Countess, on a special embassy of announcement on the evening of his arrival, and on the following morning his Grace himself made his appearance at an early hour.
'Duke, look at his lace. Come here, sit next to me. Let me look at that lace. She examined it with great attention, then turned up her beautiful eyes with a fascinating smile. 'Ah! c'est jolie, n'est-ce pas? But you like caps. I tell you what, you shall see my caps. Spiridion, go, mon cher, and tell Ma'amselle to bring my caps, all my caps, one of each set.
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