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Cunizza said that she did not at all regret a lot which carried her no higher, whatever the vulgar might think of such an opinion. She spoke of the glories of the jewel who was close to her, Folco contrasted his zeal with the inertness of her contemptible countrymen and foretold the bloodshed that awaited the latter from wars and treacheries.
And Beatrice, looking neither at her father nor at any other one there present, but looking straight before her over the gilded greenness of the garden, answered, quietly, "No." Then Folco questioned her again. "Will you tell me who the man was that you talked with here?"
All the people marvelled to hear her speak so calmly and so wisely, and the most part of them applauded her when she had done speaking, and Messer Folco, for all his anger and his wounded pride, was touched by her words, and extended his hand to her, and she came to him and stood by his side.
Well, I'll ask you my question. You know well enough that I shall never care for society much, don't you?" "Society will care for you," answered Folco. "What is the question?" "I'm coming to it, but I want to explain, or it will not be quite clear. You see, it is not as if I were a personage in the world." "What sort of personage? Please explain."
But he himself was beginning to think, now that his faith in Folco had been shaken, and he began to realise that he had been strangely torpid and morally listless during the past years.
While Messer Folco spoke, he did not look at Messer Dante at all, but seemed to address himself solely to Messer Guido, as being the man of most standing present among his antagonists, and he began to reprove Messer Guido very sharply for such brawling and riotous conduct.
And now fate awoke again and did one of those little things that decide men's lives. If Folco and Marcello had stopped at the door of the Contessa's hotel two minutes earlier, or thirty seconds later, than they did, they would not have chanced upon the Contessa and Aurora just coming in from a walk. But fate brought the four together precisely at that moment.
He further told me that Messer Folco had long been bound to Simone because of large sums that ruffian had lent him from time to time for the building of his hospitals and the like, which had swallowed up the mass of Messer Folco's own fortune. Not that Messer Simone cared for any such good works, but because, by doing as he did, he laid Messer Folco under heavier obligations to him.
"And you say that Folco is thinking of marrying again," he said, almost ashamed to profit by information obtained as Regina had got it. "Yes, he is in love with a young girl, and wishes to marry her." Marcello said nothing. "Should you like to know her name?" asked Regina. Still Marcello was silent, as if refusing to answer, and yet wishing that she should go on. "I will tell you," Regina said.
You shall understand them in your turn, but in the first place it is necessary for me to tell what had happened in those hours when I was snoring, and had led to the facing of those two armed forces in the Place of the Holy Felicity and in front of Messer Folco's home. Dante, when he left me, accompanied Messer Tommaso Severo to the house of Folco Portinari.
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