Lord, I am sixty. “On the stage? Yes. Father had traveled to Florence to
the Mercato Nuovo, staying away for a half year at a time
paying court to the house of the silk merchant Iovelli,
which was patronized by none other than the Medicis. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable
way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably,
appealing. The room was worse than pokey, it was shabby; and the view from the
window, of chimney pots and slate roofs, wholly uninspiring. The world had not passed by but had
gone around it in a tremendous half-circle. Wood. The guards had great difficulty in preserving a clear
passage without resorting to severe measures, for the tide, which poured upon
them behind, around, in front, and at all sides, was almost irresistible. “I’d give anything,” he remarked, “to see our little Vee happily and
comfortably married. .
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