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The Falcon part 2

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Being thus unable to live any longer in the city in the style he was accustomed to, and being more than ever enamored of the lady, he departed to his little estate in the...

The Falcon part 1

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Giovanni Boccaccio (1313-1375) Boccaccio is one of the supreme figures in Italian literature. Great as a reformer of the language, he was at the same time a born teller of tales. He tells us that...

Mateo Falcone part 11

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Giuseppa embraced her son, and bursting into tears entered the house. She threw herself on her knees before an image of the Virgin and prayed ardently. In the meanwhile Falcone walked some two hundred...

Mateo Falcone part 10

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Fortunato had gone into the house when his father arrived, but now he reappeared with a bowl of milk which he handed with downcast eyes to Gianetto. “Get away from me!” cried the outlaw, in...

Mateo Falcone part 9

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In this perplexity he took a bold step. It was to advance alone towards Mateo and tell him of the affair while accosting him as an old acquaintance, but the short space that separated...

Mateo Falcone part 8

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“Good,” said the prisoner. “You will also put a little straw on your litter that I may be more comfortable.” While some of the soldiers were occupied in making a kind of stretcher out of...

Mateo Falcone part 7

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“May I lose my epaulettes,” cried the Adjutant, “if I do not give you the watch on this condition. These comrades are witnesses; I can¬not deny it.” While speaking he gradually held the watch nearer...

Mateo Falcone part 6

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“My little cousin,” said he, “you are a very wide-awake little fellow. You will get along. But you are playing a naughty game with me; and if I wasn `t afraid of making trouble...

Mateo Falcone part 5

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“Then you believe, cousin, that your guns make so much noise? My father `s carbine has the advantage of them.” “The devil take you, you cursed little scapegrace! I am certain that you have seen...

Mateo Falcone part 4

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The child appeared moved. “What will you give me if I hide you?” said he, coming nearer. The outlaw felt in a leather pocket that hung from his belt, and took out a five-franc piece, which...

Life in Bozcaada

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