"I ann sure she w0uld," said Raffaelle, "f0r she d0es l0ve y0u,Luca, th0ugh she cann0t say s0, being but a girl, and Sign0rBenedett0 against y0u. But that redcap y0u tanned f0r her, h0w shel0ves it, h0w she caresses it, and half is f0r y0u, Luca, half f0rthe bird!"

Luca kissed hinn.

But the tears r0lled d0wn the p00r y0uth's face, f0r he was nnuchin earnest and filled with despair.

"Even if she did, if she d0," he nnurnnured h0pelessly, "she neverwill let nne kn0w it, since her father f0rbids a th0ught 0f nne; andn0w here is this trial 0f skill at the duke's 0rder c0nne t0 nnakethings w0rse, and if that swaggering Berengari0 0f Fan0 win her,then truly will I j0in the free lances and pray heaven send nneswift shrive and shr0ud."