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Romola

Chapter 2 - A Breakfast for Love

Word Count: 1842    |    Released on: 17/11/2017

caring to know what was probably of little interest to any but born Florentines, soon became tired of waiting for Bratti's escort; and chose t

his hand into a purse or wallet that hung at his waist, a

hich was not Tuscan or even Italian. 'I thought I had one

likely that he had found a quarter of the market w

haps, was weary after her labour in the morning twilight in preparation for her walk to market from some castello three or four miles off, for she seemed to have gone to sleep in that half-standing, half-leaning posture. Nevertheless, our stranger had no compunction in awaking her; but the means he chose were so gentle, that it seemed to the damsel in her dream as if a little sprig of thyme had touched her lips while she was stooping to gather the herbs. The dream was broken, however

m dying with hunger, and the scent of milk m

e mantle was dropped, and in a few moments a large cup of fragrant milk was held out to him. He paid no further compliments before raising it to his lips, and while he was drinking, the little maiden found cou

hung by the side of the mule, and when the stranger set down his cup, he saw a large piece of bread held out towards

he said. 'No, I have had enough without

, as if in impatience at his refusal; and as the long dark eyes of the stranger rested on

ying his hand on it, 'I shall get bolder still, a

ss herself. She blushed deeply, and lifted up a corner of her mantle to her mouth again. But just as the too presumptuous stranger was

anger-on of the dicers - or something worse. Go! dance off, and find fitter

tener. She was a stout but brawny woman, with a man's jerkin slipped over her green serge gamurra or gown, and the peaked hood of some departed mantle fastened round her sun-burnt face, which, under all its coarseness and prematu

g smile, but Monna Ghita was not a woman to betray any weakness,

eels again. And what fool's tricks hast thou been after, Tessa?' she added, turning to her daughter, whose frightened face was more inviting to abuse. 'Giving away the milk and victuals, it seems; ay, ay, thoud'st

sa for taking pity on a hungry traveller, who found himself unexpectedly without a quattrino.

hile before I shall laugh, I can tell you. Get along, with a bad Easter! else I'll make a b

isite of eloquence, Bratti, who had come up a minute or two before, had been saying to his c

stranger is a Greek, else I'm not the barber who has had the sole and exclusive shaving of the excellent Demetrio, and drawn more than one sor

some sport; 'what has happened to cause such a thunders

of jewels, 'he did right to run away from me, if he meant to get into mischief. I can swear I found him under the Loggia de' Cerchi

admiring the charms of Monna Ghita, and has attempted to kiss her while her daughter's back is turned; for I observe tha

ta here at first. I begged a cup of milk from her daughter, and had accepted this gift of bread, for which I was making a humble offerin

id Monna Ghita, fiercely, elbowing Nello, and leading forward her mule so as to compel the strang

ith Nello out of the way of an approaching market-cart; and the glance was just long enough to seize the b

shing my bag and basket any farther, and I have business at home. But you'll remember our bargain, because if you found

and then turned away with Nello up the narrow street which

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1 Proem2 Chapter 1 - The Shipwrecked Stranger3 Chapter 2 - A Breakfast for Love4 Chapter 3 - The Barber's Shop5 Chapter 4 - First Impresions6 Chapter 5 - The Blind Scholar and his Daughter7 Chapter 6 - Dawning Hopes8 Chapter 7 - A Learned Squabble9 Chapter 8 - A Face in the Crowd10 Chapter 9 - A Man's Ransom11 Chapter 10 - Under the Plane-Tree12 Chapter 11 - Tito's Dilemma13 Chapter 12 - The Prize is Nearly Grasped14 Chapter 13 - The Shadow of Nemesis15 Chapter 14 - The Peasants' Fair16 Chapter 15 - The Dying Message17 Chapter 16 - A Florentine Joke18 Chapter 17 - Under the Loggia19 Chapter 18 - The Portrait20 Chapter 19 - The Old Man's Hope21 Chapter 20 - The Day of the Betrothal22 Chapter 21 - Florence Expects a Guest23 Chapter 22 - The Prisoners24 Chapter 23 - After-Thoughts25 Chapter 24 - Inside the Duomo26 Chapter 25 - Outside the Duomo27 Chapter 26 - The Garment of Fear28 Chapter 27 - The Young Wife29 Chapter 28 - The Painted Record30 Chapter 29 - A Moment of Triumph31 Chapter 30 - The Avenger's Secret32 Chapter 31 - Fruit is Seed33 Chapter 32 - A Revelation34 Chapter 33 - Baldassarre Makes an Acquaintance35 Chapter 34 - No Place for Repentance36 Chapter 35 - What Florence was Thinking of37 Chapter 36 - Ariadne Discrowns Herself38 Chapter 37 - The Tabernacle Unlocked39 Chapter 38 - The Black Marks become Magical40 Chapter 39 - A Supper in the Rucellai Gardens41 Chapter 40 - An Arresting Voice42 Chapter 41 - Coming Back43 Chapter 42 - Romola in her Place44 Chapter 43 - The Unseen Madonna45 Chapter 44 - The Visible Madonna46 Chapter 45 - At the Barber's Shop47 Chapter 46 - By a Street Lamp48 Chapter 47 - Check49 Chapter 48 - Counter-check50 Chapter 49 - The Pyramid of Vanities51 Chapter 50 - Tessa Abroad and at Home52 Chapter 51 - Monna Brigida's Conversion53 Chapter 52 - A Prophetess54 Chapter 53 - On San Miniato55 Chapter 54 - The Evening and the Morning56 Chapter 55 - Waiting57 Chapter 56 - The Other Wife58 Chapter 57 - Why Tito was Safe59 Chapter 58 - A Final Understanding60 Chapter 59 - Pleading61 Chapter 60 - The Scaffold62 Chapter 61 - Drifting Away63 Chapter 62 - The Benediction64 Chapter 63 - Ripening Schemes65 Chapter 64 - The Prophet in his Cell66 Chapter 65 - The Trial By Fire67 Chapter 66 - A Masque of the Furies68 Chapter 67 - Waiting by the River69 Chapter 68 - Romola's Waking70 Chapter 69 - Homeward71 Chapter 70 - Meeting Again72 Chapter 71 - The Confession73 Chapter 72 - The Last Silence74 Epilogue