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, I thought I saw his horse, but I could not see a rider--and I thought, I thought--perhaps because it _was_ dark--and I ran down the front of the palace to get nearer when they crossed the bridge. Ah, but the tramp was dreadful! And--and--it was his horse, and a squire leading him--and--behind them--oh Guido!--_Then I knew_." "We will be knights, Tristan mio," Guido whispered, wiping away his comrade's tears while his own were falling; and then, straining each other convulsively, they broke down in sobs together. * * * * * Dama Ecciva stole up the steps from the terrace, and catching Eloisa's hand, dragged her forcibly away. "Come quickly," she whispered, with chattering teeth, "_Santa Maria Vergine!_ I am so frightened. Oh, the poor, poor Queen! That was why she hath been so strange--she hath truly seen the vision. Poverina, it breaks one's heart! And he but a week away! So gay and debonair, and beautiful as a god!" There was no mistaking her wild eyes. "Tell me!" Eloisa gasped. "I was there in the pergola, and I saw them come--the _frati_ from the Troodos in the midst of the troop of horse--with--with IT.--Oh Eloisa, _it was true!_--They are telling her now." * * * * * There was a stir in the great audience-chamber back of the loggia where Caterina sat--a sound of hesitant feet, as of many who came unwillingly, unutterably weary from the dull weight of evil tidings. The muffled footsteps roused her from her revery and she turned her head and saw them coming. Her heart stood still for fear. Messer Andrea came before the others, falteringly--as if youth had died out of him: he was pale and strange and no words fell from his blanched lips during that long instant while he crossed the interminable stretch between them, and Caterina waited, with all her tortured soul crying out for Janus. Then the King's favorite, with the cruel story written in his anguished eyes, turned them full upon hers for one moment, that she might _know_--then bowed his head upon his breast and opened his arms, as if he fain would shelter her-- "Caterina----" he said--"Child----" XII In the first dazed days that followed, between the necessary adjustment of matters of state, and the many ceremonies incident upon the King's sudden death, there was scant time to discuss the rapid happenings; even in the court-circle they scarcely knew what was pass
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