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
Columbine in the comedy, and, as they said, one of the most excellent. I
found all these people, as I have never failed to find Italians of their
sort, simple, good-hearted and careless, sometimes happy, sometimes
acutely miserable; but always patient and reasonable, and always
expressing themselves unaffectedly, in very strong language. Of their
kindness I cannot say too much; of their moral behaviour I must not.
Their profession, no doubt, which forced them to exhibit themselves in
indelicate or monstrous situations for the pleasure of people who were
mainly both, had made them callous to much which is offensive to a man
of breeding. Il Nanno was a great exception to their rule. I never knew
him, but once, behave otherwise than as a gentleman. I never heard him
hold unseemly conversation. Belviso, too, was, as far as I was
concerned, honest, decent and self-respecting. I am inclined to hope,
and have some grounds for believing, that he had given himself a worse
character than he deserved. All I shall say about him here is that, had
he been my son, I could not have been troubled by anything which he said
or did so long as I was in his company.
Sufficient of my story had been made common property by Il Nanno to save
me the trouble of trying to enlist their sympathies. They were mine from
the moment of my appearance in their midst. They were entirely willing
to let my two champions go to Lucca on my account, and I was glad to
hear that the company would not stand to lose much by so generous an
act. They were on their way to Siena, and except for an open-air
performance or two in mean villages would not need either Belviso or the
dwarf until they reached that city, where the pair would rejoin them.
They offered me their protection and hospitality in the frankest manner--
in such terms, indeed, that I could not but have accepted them had my
necessities been lighter than they were. I took them thankfully, and
asked leave further to propose that, as I had a good memory and a person
not otherwise unsuitable, I might place myself and my abilities at their
whole disposal. "Use me, gentlemen," said I, "if I suit you; make me of
service elsewhere than on your scene if I do not. By so doing you will
lighten my load of debt, and make me feel less of a stranger and a
burden. I have won two friends already by the recital of my sorrows"--
here I placed a hand on Belviso's shoulder and gave the other to Il
Nanno--"let me hope that I can gain yet more by some exhibition of my
talents."
This was loudly applauded. "Stand up, Don Francis," said Belviso to me,
"and spout us out whatever bombast you can remember."
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