The Fool Errant: Being the Memoirs of Francis-Anthony Strelley, Esq., Citizen of LuccaHewlett, Maurice
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The Fool Errant: Being the Memoirs of Francis-Anthony Strelley, Esq., Citizen of Lucca
Hewlett, Maurice
Historical fiction
The elder of the two Dominicans, a pock-marked, long-faced, bitter man,
at once said that he saw before him nothing of the kind. "We see," he
continued, "a young man of foreign aspect, obviously confused, and you,
my girl, who are too glib by half. If you can prove your innocence to
our satisfaction we shall be agreeably surprised."
Virginia, thus rudely checked in what would no doubt have proved a
generous career of falsehood, shuddered and bit her lip. Her crossed
arms relaxed, but her fists clenched themselves. She frowned and looked
dangerous. My temper none of the best, I took a step forward and
addressed the company.
"Sirs," I said plainly, "my passport is lost, and as it was a false one
it would have availed me nothing. I shall tell you the truth--that I am
by birth an Englishman of your own religion, and was until lately a
student of Padua. While there I had the fortunate misfortune to be
subjugated by the charms of my tutor's lovely wife--fortunate in that
she raised my soul to the heights, horribly unfortunate in that I
(presumptuous wretch!) dared to draw her down into peril. You may spare
your reproaches, for I assure you they cannot sharpen mine. She suffered
undeservedly, and I am vowed to her satisfaction. I have entered your
master's dominions, without objection, in pursuit of a pious intention,
that, namely, of making amends to a virtuous and innocent lady. I have
brought this young woman with me--a Tuscan, who needs no passport, I
believe--under the influence of another pious intention. She has been in
danger of ruin, and I believe I have saved her from it. I do not
disguise from you, as you see, that I have sinned very grievously; but I
ask you to accept my assurance that I am on the road to repentance. If
you choose to apply to the accredited Minister of my country you will no
doubt receive satisfactory evidence of my standing in the world.
Whatsoever I may deserve from her against whom I have trespassed, I have
done no harm to you or your master. I am not accustomed to have my word
doubted, and shall take no steps at all to support it from outside. I
wish you very well, and beg you to excuse me. I am but newly come to
Florence, and confess to fatigue."
I ended here, because I saw that further discussion would be fruitless.
The officers, it is true, had listened to me gravely, without any kind
of expression; their eyes had been fixed upon the floor, or the wall;
they might have been statues. But at the close of my periods, one of
them, a stout, breathless and foolish-looking priest, asked me, as if I
had said nothing at all, "But where are your papers?"
Virginia gave a sharp cry, and I was certainly taken aback. "Reverend
sir," I said, as calmly as I was able, "I had hoped to have explained---
"
The pock-marked Dominican took up the tale. "It is true, you have
explained; but you have not produced your papers. Explanations apart
from papers are of little or no value."
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