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Essi partono verso il fronte, per difendere cogli eroici soldati d'Italia e di Francia il conteso e sacro suolo della patria, per combattere la barbaria tedesca, che tenta invano di avanzare contro il baluardo offerto dai petti dei soldati di tre nazioni. Vi invitiamo ad accorrere ed a portare il vostro saluto ai fedeli e valorosi Alleati.
Addio, non scordarvi di me, io sono sempre il vostro fidele fratello. I beg that when you see her you will give her my compliments. I hope, and do not doubt, that you are in good health.
It had been distinctly enough pronounced by some one on board, and, at the request of the quarantine department, had been three times slowly repeated, very much after the following form; viz.: "Come chiamate il vostro bastimento?" "The Wing-and-Wing." "Come!" "The Wing-and-Wing."
I told him quietly I did not intend making a noise. He snarled like a dog, then said in an ordinary voice: "'Vostro portofolio." "So I naturally," continued the Count and from this point acted the whole thing in pantomime. Holding me with his eyes, he went through all the motions of reaching into his inside breast pocket, taking out a pocket-book, and handing it over.
There was a circumstance attendant on his birth which had, probably, exercised great and early influence on his ambition. But, according to the contemporaneous biographer, Rienzi, in addressing Charles, king of Bohemia claims the relationship from his father "Di vostro legnaggio sono figlio di bastardo d'Enrico imperatore," &c.
I answered, guessing his question from his tone. "Vostro amico," he repeated over and over again; and then, "Poco tempo, poco tempo, poco tempo!" For once in my life the classical education of my public-school days was of real value. "My pal, my pal, and no time to be lost!" I translated freely, and flew for my hat.
'Don Miguel, says she to me, for ye see, I put your cloak on by mistake when I was leaving the quarters, 'Don Miguel, questa hidalgo é vostro amigo? "'My most particular friend, says I; 'God spare him many years to be so. "'Then take up your quarters here, says she, 'and don't leave him; we'll do everything in our power to make you comfortable.
The first may well have been written during this residence at Florence; and the autograph of the second has these curious words added at the foot of the page: "Vostro Michelagniolo, in Turchia." Rome itself, the Sacred City, has become a land of infidels, and Michelangelo, whose thoughts are turned to the Levant, implies that he would find himself no worse off with the Sultan than the Pope.
"Signore, vostro eccellenza, we think we do," answered the man. "Our fellow, 'Maso here, has given us to understand that he suspects the Inglese that is anchored in the bay to be no Inglese at all, but either a pirate or a Frenchman. The blessed Maria preserve us! but in these troubled times it does not make much difference which."
And the "young man," as the Count called him, said: "This seems very little." "It was, indeed, only 340 or 360 lire," the Count pursued. "I had left my money in the hotel, as you know. I told him this was all I had on me. He shook his head impatiently and said: "'Vostro orologio." The Count gave me the dumb show of pulling out his watch, detaching it.
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