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. ”
