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
"I am obliged to you for your diligence in my affairs," I said to him,
"though I don't understand how you procured the means of using it.
However, as you seem willing to serve me, you will have the goodness to
ride on to Sinalunga and buy me three horses, two suits of clothes, with
riding-boots and cloaks for each; body linen sufficient for two persons,
valises and whatever else may be necessary--all being duplicates,
remember. The whole of these necessaries you will bring back to that
house which you see in the valley, together with a proper supply of
ready money, within three hours of this. Now be off."
It was his turn to salute me now, and for him to say, "Servo suo."
I found Belviso helping Filippa, the daughter of the house, to milk the
goats, and when he had done, drew him apart and told him my news. He
received it gravely, without surprise. "Don Francis," he said, "what do
you expect of me, except 'Of course!' It did not need much penetration
on my part to see that you were a signorino. The whole of our company
knew it. As far as I am concerned, it only makes your goodness to me the
more inexplicable, while it perfectly explains my willingness to serve
you; and since you have added condescension to charity I am the more
sincerely grateful. As you will now wish to be rid of me, I can assure
you that I am strong enough to stand alone. I believe that I shall make
my way in the world by honest courses in the future; but I shall never
cease to bless your name."
"Belviso," I said, "as to leaving me, that is your affair, for I tell
you that the separation will never spring from me. We have been brothers
in misery, and may be no less so in good fortune. At any rate, I shall
not leave you to this life of a beast. Come with me to Arezzo, and after
that to Florence. Then we will talk of all our businesses, and hear what
Virginia has to say."
He looked serious. "Ah," he said, "I know beforehand what your Virginia
will say. She will say as I do. I will follow you to the gates of Heaven
or Hell, Don Francis, but only in one capacity!"
I said, "There is only one possible capacity."
"I know that very well," replied the boy. "We agree to that point, but
differ beyond it."
"What do you mean?" I asked him, puzzled.
He was very serious, and said, "Don Francis, if I go with you from this
place, I go as your servant, and in no other fashion." To that I said,
"Never," and invoked the aid of Heaven. Shrugging, he turned away,
saying, "As you will. Then it is farewell, padrone."
"You will make me angry," I said; and he answered, "It is your right."
"My right, is it?" said I. "If so, then, I command you."
"What!" he exclaimed. "You command me to be your brother? Dear sir!"
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