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226 bankers. And now to proceed to my own arrangements: you have property of my father's in your hands—I must request an advance."

"I hope my husband will first take good care to know the truth of your story," exclaimed Caterina, whose anger had risen, as anger usually does, on its own encouragement. "A good trade this of a fine day, and a fool to deal with: I think I'll turn Spanish exile myself. You might find a better employment than making quarrels between man and wife. And as for my husband's money, I wish you may get it." Beatrice rose from her seat perfectly aghast; her conduct, however, required but a moment's deliberation. "I know not," said she to Pachetti, with that quiet, calm tone whose authority is so absolute over passion, "whether your wife is indulging a customary licence of tongue. My business is with you, and you only. You should not have undertaken your office, unless prepared for its various exigencies. I will not deny that I came here with the expectation of receiving protection and assistance, where I have only met with inhospitable insult. But I have not now to learn that my own resolution is my best resource. Here, as in my own country,