"Of your charity let my past be done with.

When he drove me forth with threats of hanging, from which your gracious sister saved me, I turned my steps to Rome at her bidding to--" "To find honourable employment at my hands," he interrupted quietly.
Then suddenly rising, and speaking in a voice of thunder--"And what, then, of your revenge ?" he cried.
"It has been frustrated," I answered lamely.

"Sufficient do I account the ruin that already I have wrought in my life by the pursuit of that phantom.

I was trained to arms, my lord.

Let me discard for good these tawdry rags, and strap a soldier's harness to my back." "How came you to journey hither thus ?" he asked, suddenly turning the subject.
"It was Madonna Lucrezia's wish.