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I can see how di Valdo would appeal to a girl, though personally I should ask more masculinity, more bone and sinew." Nina remembered how Giovanni had nearly choked the Great Dane, and she shuddered slightly. "Oh, but he is strong," she exclaimed; "he is strong as a panther! "Bagheera was warm-blooded; there was truth and affection in him for Mowgli, at all events.
Don Giovanni Sansevero by his own title the Marchese di Valdo was still on the hither side of thirty, but if a reputation for being "irresistible to women" goes for anything, he must by this time have had some experience in their ways. At all events, his appearance so tallied with hearsay that, whether founded upon fact or not, the reputation remained.
"Every one knows," rejoined the princess, "that di Valdo has made heavy debts, yet he is not a gambler like his brother Sansevero, and he has no personal extravagances that account for the sums borrowed."
"Then who is your Adonis?" "The best-looking man I have ever seen? Well I think I'd choose the Marchese di Valdo." The pink mounted over her cheeks into her hair, for she thought Porter was going to deride. To her surprise he agreed with her. "Of his type, yes, he certainly is good; but I prefer John's.
It is asserted by our partner that "this went big." He swears it got a laugh. Pat Valdo hurries off to prepare for his boomerang throwing. Pat is a busy man, for he is not only a clown, but he and Mrs. Valdo also do wonderful stunts of their own on Ring Number One. And there are moments of sheer poetry, too.
Common People shouts to him to keep the sign facing toward the audience. The tour is made without palpable dishonour. Things are now moving so fast it is hard to keep up with them. Pat Valdo is dressed as a prudish old lady with an enormous bustle. Escorted by the clown policeman and the two amateurs, Pat sets out, fanning himself demurely.
Believe me, you have no idea what it would mean to be tied to a rope of convention that would tighten like a noose at any struggle on your part. As the wife of a man like di Valdo, you would be bound by endless petty formalities. Another thing which your aunt has made me realize as an American, you would have to excel the Italians in dignity in order to be thought to equal them.
His eyes looked ardently into hers, his smile was transporting as, with all the warmth of which his voice was capable, he said, "Donna Nina Sansevero, Marchesa di Valdo!"
Maria Potensi has found your picture of dancing grace a bit too charming. Di Valdo is biting his mustache, and she is giving herself away! I always thought the wind sat in that quarter. Now she is losing her temper and with it her discretion!" "Maria Potensi is above suspicion," interrupted the marchesa. "I do not believe there is a word of truth in what you imply."
Your friend di Valdo is as cold a proposition as you could find." Nina thought this last characterization absurd, and said so. "All right!" Porter answered. "You mark my word. He is a man swayed by the emotions of the moment. He has feeling, yes but no heart; he has certain inborn principles, but they are racial rather than ethical. His is the code of Noblesse oblige, not of the Golden Rule.
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