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Page 15 - I come to do you. an act of justice ; to make some compensation if possible, for what the law has awarded to my father." " Your father ! — name him not, if you would have me endure your sight a single moment. My father ! where ia he ? — 'in his grave ! and who rifled him of life ? — who tore his dying embrace, his last blessing from his wretched son?
Page 19 - Peru can be a compensation to me : take back your ducats. I would neither have sold nor given my birth-place to any man ; and though the law has basely awarded it to you, I may die a beggar and in prison, but never will I seal the triumph of the. Cigali, by accepting gold from them as a boon.
Page 18 - Jt was a request* that Cesario would be pleased to receive the value of the estate at Nervi ; at the same time assuring him, that, although the Cigali family could not allow the right of their title to be disputed, (since indeed the most satisfactory proofs of that right had been...
Page 15 - You come for my thanks, perhaps," said the other abruptly, " for services rendered me in the portico of the seigniory ? You have them, signor. I thank you. — I thank you ! There ! do not urge me ftirther.
Page 239 - Yes, through that stream so clear, so deep, In beauty ever brightening rises ; The form our soul enamoured prizes ; Each tender charm again repeating. Still, still renewed, though ever fleeting. Wave follows wave.
Page 14 - Cesario's lips were just sealed on his father's hand with filial fondness, when the door of the apartment he really sat in, opened hastily, and the vision vanished. Rising in disorder, he looked with indignant amazement upon the person that entered : it was Giovanni Cigala. >r " What means this intrusion,. sir?" demanded Cesario. =• •• : * o*.:•''r.'. " It means any .thing but offence," replied the former, gently, but steadily advancing.
Page 19 - I seek not to discover !" interrupted Cesario, bursting forth anew ; " I am only certain that I would not liave acted thus by my direst foe ; ^herefore I despise ye.
Page 20 - You cannot hate. me, you cannot be so unjust, you must see that I am not a hard and merciless man. " Oh, you court popularity perhaps !" exclaimed Cesario, maddened by the in.
Page 20 - I can tell you, that where my father lies buried, there lies all the honour of your race.