The Honour of Savelli: A RomanceLevett Yeats, S. (Sidney)
History
The Honour of Savelli: A Romance
Levett Yeats, S. (Sidney)
Italy -- History -- 1492-1559 -- Fiction
He looked a trifle embarrassed, as he replied, "I am seeking
service--I left the army when your excellency left."
Knowing the man to be a stout soldier, I decided on the instant what
to do.
"See here," I said, "I have no time to lose. Will you follow me once
more? I am bound to Rome on an urgent affair, and leave to-day."
"Will a dog sniff at a bone? Will a cat pass by cream? Will an ass
turn up his nose at a carrot? I will follow to the devil, let alone
Rome, excellency, and at once if you will."
"Have you a horse?"
"Nothing, signore, but an arquebus and my sword, which I have at my
lodging."
"Then come with me, we must buy two horses, and leave at once."
"I am ready, your worship," and taking his place a little behind me we
hurried on.
"We will have a hard task to get at Rome, now that the whole country
is up, signore," said Jacopo as we walked along.
"I have thought of that," I answered, "I propose to go by Leghorn, and
taking ship there, proceed to Rome by sea."
Jacopo gave such a groan at this, that I turned round in surprise, and
became at once aware that my shadower had crossed the road, and come
so close up to us that he must have overheard every word of our
conversation. This was most annoying, and a disaster of which the
future consequences might be most serious. I determined however to be
rid of him for the rest of my stay in Florence at any rate, and
addressed him sharply--
"Signore, I seem to have excited much curiosity in you. May I ask what
it is you want?"
He stood for a moment, at a loss for reply, and then said, "The road
is as free to me as to you."
"I admit that," I said; "but I object to your stopping to listen to my
conversation, and therefore will be obliged by your passing on, unless
you want a more severe punishment than you received last night."
He turned pale with anger, and slipped his hand into his vest; but as
suddenly pulled it out again, and without another word hurried past
us.
"Mark that man, Jacopo;" I said, "wherever he is, there is danger for
us."
"Your excellency has only to say the word," and Jacopo put his hand to
his belt.
"Not so, my friend. Florence is not a safe place for a man to use his
dagger in broad daylight, unless covered by the cloak of a great man.
Besides it is not to my taste. Merely keep your eyes open, and if you
see him anywhere, tell me at once."
"It shall be so," he answered; "but who would inquire about a mere
citizen like that?"
"Never mind, Jacopo; rest assured I know what I am about, and now tell
me some news of the army."
"The duke is in full march on Perugia, and means to drive Cesare
thence. The whole country is awake, as you know. The general, Ives
d'Alegres, is come on a mission to Florence."
"Ives d'Alegres here!"
"Yes, excellency, and the Lord of Bayard has hurried to Rome."
"Then this means something that I cannot follow."
"Nor can I explain, excellency."
"And tell me, has the Duchesse de la Tremouille gone back to France?"
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