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Del Ferice swore secretly that he would find out what was the matter; and Donna Tullia abused Giovanni in unmeasured terms to a circle of intimate friends and admirers, because he had been engaged to dance with her at the Valdarno cotillon, and had not even sent word that he could not come.
"Certainly if you please," returned Valdarno insolently, enjoying the old man's fury. "Then permit me to tell you that you have taken upon yourself an outrageous liberty, that you have lied, and that you do not deserve to be treated like a gentleman." Astrardente got upon his feet and left the café without further words. Valdarno had indeed wounded him in a weak spot, and the wound was mortal.
I wish I could here transcribe the most beautiful passage from Ruskin's Giotto and his Works in Padua, pp. 11, 12, describing the contrast between the landscape of Valdarno and the landscape of the hills of the Mugello district. I can only refer readers to the book, printed for the Arundel Society, 1854. See Trucchi, Poesie Italiane Inedite, vol. ii. p. 8.
"Well perhaps not," returned Valdarno, doubtfully. "At all events, you know that Spicca flew into a passion because poor Casalverde forgot to step in after he cried halt; and then Del Ferice ran Giovanni through the arm." "That was highly improper most reprehensible," said Astrardente, putting up his eyeglass to look at a pretty little sempstress who hurried past on her way to her work.
The very proper Vasari describes the latter as "a mean and stupid painter of Valdarno, but a very amusing person; and Michael Angelo, who could with difficulty be made to work for kings, would leave everything to make simple drawings for this fellow, San Rocco, San Antonio, or San Francesco, to be coloured for one of the man’s many peasant patrons; among others Michael Angelo made him a very beautiful model of a Christ on the Cross, made a mould from it, and Mineghella cast it in papier-maché and went about selling it all over the country-side."
No more From the high terraces, at even-tide, To look supine into thy depths of sky, The golden moon between the cliff and me, Or thy dark spires of fretted cypresses Bordering the channel of the milky way. Fiesole and Valdarno must be dreams, Hereafter, and my own lost Affrico Murmur to me but the poet's song.
Valdarno took Donna Tullia by his side upon the front seat of the drag; and as luck would have it, Giovanni and Del Ferice sat together behind them. Half-a-dozen other men found seats somewhere, and among them were the melancholy Spicca, who was a famous duellist, and a certain Casalverde, a man of rather doubtful reputation.
"You are excited you will harm yourself, remember your health," she said, endeavouring to soothe him. "Tell me, in the first place, who told you that it was about me." "Valdarno told me; he told me that every one was saying it that it was the talk of the town." "But why?" insisted Corona. "You allow yourself to be furious for the sake of a piece of gossip which has no foundation whatever.
I will tell you the rest of the story some day. Then at that time there was Bianca Valdarno but she married a Neapolitan last year; and the Rocca girl, but Onorato Cantalupo got her and her dowry Montevarchi's second son and well, I see nobody now, except Flavia's sister Faustina. Why not marry her?
He is a perfectly harmless creature, who affects immense depth of insight into human affairs, and who cannot see an inch before his face. Dear me! yes, I shall always tolerate Del Ferice, poor fellow!" "You may not be called upon to do so much longer," replied Valdarno. "They say he is in a very dangerous condition." "Ah!" ejaculated Astrardente, putting up his eyeglass at his companion.
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