vecchian

Updated: May 18, 2025

The hospitality of Casabianda outlasted the sun. He had the virtues of his primitive race, and that appreciation of a guest which urges the entertainer to give not only the best that he has, but the best that he can borrow or steal. "There is no breeze," said this Porto Vecchian, jovially; "it will come with the night. In waiting, this is wine of Balagna." And he drank perdition to the Peruccas.

Henry Seton Merriman - The Isle of Unrest