Volume IV Part 45 (1/2)

”You are right, and I think all the better of him for his suspicions, for it is better to marry a man with some sense in his head than to marry a fool”

I was so pleased hat she told me that when I took leave of the coold watch froed him to accept it as a souvenir of ratitude Fro, worth at least six hundred francs, and put it on his wife's finger, wishi+ng them a fair posterity and allLe Duc and Costa that weup when they broughthese

I had soht want, and kept the appointood advice Indeed, considering the friendshi+p between his mother and avebefore from his mother She told him that Paris de Monmartel had just informed her that he was in possession of a bill for two hundred thousand francs drawn by her son, and that he would honour it if she would furnish him with the funds She had replied that she would let him know in two or three days if she could do so; but she warned her son that she had only asked for this delay to give him time to escape, as the bill would certainly be protested and returned, it being absolutely out of the question for her to get the money

”You had betterhi, and so furnish me with the means for my escape You would not know that it was not my property if I had not told you so in confidence”

I made an appointment with him, and had the stone taken out and valued by one of the best jewellers in Rome

”I know this stone,” said he, ”it is worth two thousand Roman crowns”

At four o'clock I took the earl five hundred crowns in gold and fifteen hundred crowns in paper, which he would have to take to a banker, ould give hihtfall,” said he, ”and travel bysuch effects as are absolutely necessary, and my beloved blue ribbon”

”A pleasant journey to you,” said I, and left hiot a letter of introduction from Cardinal Albani for Onorati, the nuncio at Florence, and another letter froed to receiveto Florence for the sake of the Corticelli andto ignore my return, in spite of his unjust order, especially if I were residing at the English minister's

On the second day of Lent the disappearance of Lord Lislish tailor was ruined, the Jened the ring was in despair, and all the silly fellow's servants were turned out of the house in almost a state of nakedness, as the tailor had uncere in the way of clothes that he could lay his hands on

Poor Poinsinet came to see me in a pitiable condition; he had only his shi+rt and overcoat He had been despoiled of everything, and threatened with i,” said the poor child of the muses, ”I have only the shi+rt on o and throw myself into the Tiber”

He was destined, not to be drowned in the Tiber but in the Guadalquivir

I cal to take him to Florence with me, but I warned hi me at Florence He immediately took up his abode with o

My brother Jean reat beauty It was a caenuine antique, as the name of the artist, Sostrates, was cut on the stone Two years later I sold it to Dr Masti, at London, for three hundred pounds, and it is possibly still in the British Museum

I went my ith Poinsinet who amused me, in spite of his sadness, with his droll fancies In two days I got down at Dr Vannini's, who tried to conceal his surprise at seeing me I lost no time, but waited on Sir---- Mann iave me a very friendly reception, but he seemed alarmed when, in reply to his question, I told hied He toldto Florence, and that he would be co with hih Florence

”That's all very well,” said he, ”but you know you ought to call on the auditor”

I pro I had scarcely shut the door, when an agent of police ca to say to

I was enraged at this order, and determined to start forthwith rather than obey Full of this idea I called on Therese and found she was at Pisa I then went to see the Corticelli, who threw her arrih the girl was pretty, her chief ave soood supper, and I took the girl out on pretence of going for a walk I ith her toto another room I summoned Costa and Vannini I told Costa in Vannini's presence to go on with Le Duc and riave Vannini my instructions, and he left the roonora Laura and her son, and to tell thehter were on in front Le Duc received siave hi that very evening The worthy but unfortunate young rateful tears, and told me that he would set out for Parma on foot next day, and that there M Tillot would do so for him

I went back to the next room, and told the Corticelli to come withback to herthe trouble to undeceive her I had a carriage and pair got ready, and told the postillion to drive to Uccellatoio, the first post on the Bologna road

”Where in the world are we going?” said she

”Bologna”