Ma--madonna!" he stammered.
She swallowed hard, and spoke at last.
"Do you defy my will, Agostino?"
"On the contrary, madam mother, I am enforcing it. Your will shall be
done; your order shall be given. I insist upon it. But it shall lie with
the discretion of the grooms whether they obey you. Am I to blame if they
turn cowards?"
0, I had found myself at last, and I was making a furious, joyous use of
the discovery.
"That...that were to make a mock of me and my authority," she protested.
She was still rather helpless, rather breathless and confused, like one who
has suddenly been hurled into cold water.
"If you fear that, madam, perhaps you had better countermand your order."
"Is the girl to remain in Mondolfo against my wishes? Are you so...so lost
to shame?" A returning note of warmth in her accents warned me that she
was collecting herself to deal with the situation.
"Nay," said I, and I looked at Luisina, who stood there so pale and
tearful. "I think that for her own sake, poor maid, it were better that
she went, since you desire it. But she shall not be whipped hence like a
stray dog."
"Come, child," I said to her, as gently as I could. "Go pack, and quit
this home of misery. And be easy. For if any man in Mondolfo attempts to
hasten your going, he shall reckon with me.
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