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Updated: September 13, 2025
But I recoiled in horror from the idea of staining my hands with the blood of a little child yet I feared if I came near you if I saw your clinging affectionately to Vitangela if I heard you innocently and unconsciously mock me by calling me 'father! I felt I should be unable to restrain the fury of my wrath!
"Merciful heavens! that immeasurable sacrifice was made for me!" cried Francisco, throwing himself into the arms of his sister and imprinting a thousand kisses on her cheeks. "Yes for your sake and in order to carry out the dying commands of our mother, the sainted Vitangela?" responded Nisida.
But I exercised a powerful mastery over my mind; the suspicion which I had all along entertained was strengthened greatly, but not altogether confirmed; and I resolved to wait for confirmation ere I allowed my vengeance to burst forth. Moreover, it was necessary to discover who the gallant might be the favored one who had superseded me in the affections of Vitangela!
"Suddenly I heard voices near me; and one of them appeared to be that of the Countess of Riverola but they were speaking in so subdued a tone that I was by no means confident in my suspicion. The voices approached; and a sentiment of curiosity, unaccountable at the time, as I believed Vitangela to be purity itself, impelled me to listen more attentively.
But the very moment that sees our hands joined, will behold the registry of the marriage in the book kept by the lieutenant of police; and thereby will be constituted a record of the name of one who, if need be, must assume the functions of that office which my sire now fills. "'What mean you, Vitangela? I demanded, horrified by the dim yet ominous significance of these horrible words.
The days of Lorenzo the Magnificent seemed to have been revived for a short period by his degenerate descendant. All the beauty and rank of the republic were assembled at this festival; but no lady was more admired for the chaste elegance of her attire, the modest dignity of her deportment, and the loveliness of her person, than Vitangela, Countess of Riverola.
"Vitangela closed the door and her lover was passing rapidly along amidst the trees in the garden, when a dagger suddenly drank his heart's blood. That dagger was mine, and wielded by my hand! He fell without a groan dead, stone-dead at my feet. Half of my vengeance was now accomplished; the other half was yet to be consummated.
"With streaming eyes and sobbing heart she gave the sacred promise I required, ratifying it with an oath which I made her repeat to my dictation. "On the ensuing evening Vitangela met me according to appointment, and it was then I revealed to her my real name and rank.
I accordingly hurried back to the arbor where I had last seen her in the company of several Florentine ladies. Joy animated my soul when I beheld Vitangela seated in that arbor, and in the very spot, too, where I had beheld her upward of an hour previously. But she was now alone. "'Where are your friends? I asked, in a kind tone, as I approached and gently took her hand.
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