I have done so, and I tell you that the lordship of Mondolfo is unlucky to
all dark-complexioned men. And when such a man has a mole under the left
ear as you have--in itself a sign of death by hanging--it is well to avoid
all risks."
"Now that is very strange!" muttered the Duke, much struck by this
whittling down of Cosimo's chances, whilst Cosimo shrugged impatiently and
smiled contemptuously. "You seem to be greatly versed in these matters,
Ser Galeotto," added Farnese.
"He who would succeed in whatever he may undertake should qualify to read
all signs," said Galeotto sententiously. "I have sought this knowledge."
"Do you see aught in me that you can read?" inquired the Duke in all
seriousness.
Galeotto considered him a moment without any trace in his eyes of the
wicked mockery that filled his soul. "Why," he answered slowly, "not in
your own person, magnificent--leastways, not upon so brief a glance. But
since you ask me, I have lately been considering the new coinage of your
highness."
"Yes, yes!" exclaimed the Duke, all eagerness, whilst several of his
followers came crowding nearer--for all the world is interested in omens.
"What do you read there?"
"Your fate, I think."
"My fate?"
"Have you a coin upon you?"
Farnese produced a gold ducat, fire-new from the mint.
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