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Seated on what may be called his counter, smoking a nargileh, in a mulberry-coloured robe bordered with fur, and a dark turban, was a middle-aged man of sinister countenance and air, a long hook nose and a light blue eye. 'Welcome, Effendi, he said, when he observed Baroni; 'many welcomes! And how long have you been at Esh Sham?
'That you can learn only in the mountains of the Ansarey, said Darkush, with a malignant smile. Baroni fell into a musing mood. After a few moments' thought, he looked up, and said: 'What you have told me, friend Darkush, is very interesting, and throws light on many things.
Baroni, standing as near Tancred as the carpet would permit him, occasionally leant over and gave his lord an intimation of what was occurring. After a little while, the poet ceased.
It would have been quite impossible for the most respectable burgher, even of the grand place of a Flemish city, to have sent his children on a visit in trim more neat, proper, and decorous, than that in which the Baroni family figured on the morrow, when they went to pay their respects to their patron.
'It is pleasant for me to become acquainted with a fellow artist, and one so liberal as yourself. 'Your name is Baroni, said Sidonia, looking at him earnestly. 'My name is Baroni. 'An Italian name. 'Yes, I come from Cento. 'Well, we shall meet to-morrow. Good night, Baroni. I am going, to send you some wine for your supper, and take care the grandmamma drinks my health.
I wish I hadn't so wholly denied my signature. If the mischief's done, there's no good in bothering the fellow." The Seraph's good nature was apt to overlook such trifles as the Law. Baroni kept pace with him as he approached the hotel door, and spoke very low. "My lord, if you do not listen, worse may befall the reputation both of your regiment and your friends."
As he swung himself out of saddle, a well-dressed, quiet, rather handsome little man drew near respectfully, lifting his hat it was M. Baroni.
Cecil had surrendered himself, and he went to his doom; he laid no blame on Baroni, and he scarce gave him a remembrance. The Hebrew did not stand to him in the colors he wore to Rockingham, who beheld this thing but on its surface.
Their late companions remained at Gaza, awaiting Tancred's yacht, which Baroni fetched from the neighbouring Jaffa.
Signora Evanci mothered her and petted her and fussed over her, much as she did over Baroni himself, and the old maestro, aware of the tangle of Diana's matrimonial affairs, and ambitious for her artistic future, was likely to do his utmost to avert a meeting between husband and wife since emotional crises are apt to impair the voice.
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