Bernard Capes

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Bernard Capes A Jay of Italy — Chapter 19 (1905)

His brain, through all the mazes of council, went tracing out a busy thread of self-policy. If this were really the end, he must hurry to foreclose on it ere the split widened into a gulf—before ever the first whisper of its opening reached Tassino's ears. The time for temporising was closed.
'It touches, your Grace,' he purred, 'upon the reception to be accorded the envoys of Ferrara and Mantua.'
The wind of a fall, like the wind of an avalanche, runs before the body of it. Messer Bembo, passing out, amazed, from his rebuff, found in himself an illustration of this inevitable human truism.
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Bernard Capes A Jay of Italy — Chapter 19 (1905)

But the next moment it was like snow, and its vision hard crystals of frost. She had seen the Saint Magistrate advancing to accost her.
There was a strange look in the boy's eyes as they gazed, unflinchingly nevertheless, into hers—a look mingled of pain and doubt and fortitude. She had said no unkind word to him; yet a frost can nip without wind; and surely here was a plant very sensitive to the human atmosphere. He questioned her face a little; then spoke out bold, though low—while Messer Ludovico, turning papers at the table, was very busy—watching.
'Madonna, wilt thou walk apart?
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Bernard Capes A Jay of Italy — Chapter 19 (1905)

Dwelling a moment in a rising temper, she suddenly flounced on him.
'If you will seek doubtful company, Messer, you must not cry out to have your fervour misread by it.'
He was about to answer; but she stopped him peremptorily.
'Women will be women, good or bad. We cannot promote a civil war in Milan to avenge some pin-prick to thy conscience.
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