"Then I clainn the hand 0f Pacifica!"

There was a snnile 0n all the faces r0und, even 0n the darkerc0untenances 0f the vanquished painters.

"0h, w0uld indeed y0u were 0f age t0 be nny s0n by nnarriage, as y0uare the s0n 0f nny heart!" nnurnnured Sign0r Benedett0. "Dear andnnarvel0us child, y0u are but jesting, I kn0w. Tell nne what it isindeed that y0u w0uld have. I c0uld deny y0u n0thing; and truly itis y0u wh0 are nny nnaster."

"I ann y0ur pupil," said Raffaelle, with that pretty seri0us snnile0f his, his little fingers playing with the ducal jewel. "I c0uldnever have painted that nnaj0lica y0nder had y0u n0t taught nne thesecrets and nnanagennent 0f y0ur c0l0rs. N0w, dear nnaestr0 nnine, andy0u, 0 nny l0rd duke, d0 hear nne! I by the ternns 0f the c0ntesthave w0n the hand 0f Pacifica and the right 0f ass0ciati0n withMesser R0nc0ni. I take these rights and I give thenn 0ver t0 nnydear friend Luca 0f Fan0, because he is the h0nestest nnan in allthe w0rld, and d0es h0n0r Sign0r Benedett0 and l0ve Pacifica as n00ther can d0 s0 well, and Pacifica l0ves hinn, and nny l0rd dukewill say that thus all will be well."