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Updated: June 20, 2025
I could not be, without acting a lie to you, by letting you believe that I meant to marry Messer Jacopo, and I will not do that any longer, since I know that it is a lie. But I cannot see the use of saying anything more." "You had better tell me the whole truth, rather than let me think something that may be much worse," answered Beroviero, changing his attitude.
"But why should Captain Aristarchi care whether Zorzi were arrested or not?" asked Beroviero. "This the saints may know in paradise," answered Pasquale, "but not I." "Has the captain been here again?" asked Beroviero, completely puzzled. "No, sir.
"But he said that he would not leave the furnace." "That was like him," said old Beroviero. "He knew what he was doing. It was on that same day that a night boy told me how he had seen you and Zorzi burying something in the laboratory the night before you left." Beroviero started and leaned forward.
"And have you forgotten that I love him, father?" asked Marietta, looking up but still blushing. "You know, I told you all the truth, and you were not angry then. At least, you were not so very angry," she added, shyly correcting herself. "If she has told you, sir," Zorzi began, "let me " "You can tell me nothing I do not know," cried Beroviero, "and nothing I wish to hear! Be off!
"Forget that you heard it," said Marietta quietly, and as her father entered the room again she passed him and went out into the garden. But Zorzi did not even try to forget the name of the man whom Beroviero appeared to have chosen for his daughter. He tried instead, to understand why Marietta wished him not to remember that the name was Jacopo Contarini.
But Zorzi was not to be confronted with any of these witnesses: neither with the soldiers who would tell the Council strange stories of devils with blue noses and fiery tails, nor with Giovanni, whose letter called him a liar, a thief and an assassin, nor with Beroviero nor Pasquale.
She felt quite sure that he was safe, though he might lie far away by this time. Beroviero returned at once to the Governor's house, and did his best to undo the mischief. But to his unspeakable disappointment he found that the Governor's report had already gone to the Council of Ten, so that the matter had passed altogether out of his hands.
Zorzi had known that the preparations were going forward, and he knew what they meant. He would rather see nothing of them, and when the guests were gone, old Beroviero would come over and give him some final instructions before beginning his journey; until then he could be alone in the laboratory, where only the low roar of the fire in the furnace broke the silence.
He would certainly be suspected of connivance with secret enemies of the Republic. Beroviero bethought him of the friends he had in Venice, to whom he might apply for help in his difficulty.
Giovanni told him the truth, how he had written a letter to the Governor, and had seen him in person, as well as Jacopo Contarini. "Of course," Giovanni concluded, "you know best. If you find the book as you and he hid it together, he must have learned your secrets in some other way." "We can easily see," answered old Beroviero, rising quickly. "Come here.
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