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I was about to desire you never to bring him here again. Contact with low people has spoiled him. His manners are detestable." "But, marchesa, che vuole?" Trenta shrugged his shoulders. The marchesa shook her head. "He like the great Castruccio! I do not see it."

Beaumont repaired to her toilet, well satisfied with her morning's work. "Chi mi fa piu carezze che non sole; O m'ha ingannato, o ingannar me vuole." "By St. George, there's nothing like Old England for comfort!" cried Mr. Palmer, settling himself in his arm-chair in the evening; "nothing after all in any part of the known world, like Old England for comfort.

But cosa vuole? It's all in the day's work." Then her voice modulated, and became confidential and exultant. "I 'm going to have such a delicious plunge. See to-night I have put on pearls, and diamonds, and rings, that the Baronessa would never let me wear.

Ci vuole un studio particolare per queste sorte di compositione, e che deve pero essere una Messa con tutti stromenti Trombe di guerra, Tympani ecc. Ah! che siamo si lontani Carissmo Sgr. P. Maestro, quante cose che avrai a dirgli! Reverisco devotamente tutti i Sgri.

I was forced to tell him, in a word, that our hopes were crowned with success. He faithfully promised to keep the fact secret. But, doubtless, all the town knows it by this time! Che vuole?" "E naturale! e naturale!" returned the Marchese, with a graceful wave of his hand; "naturally they are all anxious to know the result of our impresario's labours. And I was not left in ignorance.

It contains the following passage: 'The soul of this nation is dead. The old enthusiasms are gone. We have the most selfish, the most cynical bourgeoisie in Europe. Happy the men of 1860! They had some illusions left religion, monarchy, country. We too have men who would give themselves if they could. But to what? No one wants them any more nessuno li vuole piu! Well, there are the two.

"I trusted that I should have been the first to tell your Excellency the news. I am conscious that it was due to you, Signor Marchese, to be the first to hear the result of my negotiation. But che vuole? There was the Conte Leandro waiting for the coach, and standing at the door as I got out of it, more dead than alive! And there was no way of getting rid of him.

'Oh yes, I know, said Lucy, laughing. 'If there is anything bad here, you say it comes from Maremma. When our harness broke this afternoon our driver said, "Che vuole? It was made in Maremma!" Tell me who lives in that part of the convent over there? And, turning back, she pointed to the distant window and the light. The man spat upon the road without replying.