[The Shame of Motley by Raphael Sabatini]@TWC D-Link bookThe Shame of Motley CHAPTER XX 22/26
Fear, icy and horrid, such fear as in his time he had inspired in a thousand hearts was now possessed of his. Sweet indeed was the flavour of my vengeance. His officers instinctively drew away from him before the guilt so clearly written on his face, and their eyes were full of doubt as to how they should proceed and of some fear--for it must have been passing through their minds that they stood, themselves, in danger of being involved with him in the Duke's punishment of his disloyalty. This was more than had ever entered into my calculations or found room in my hopes.
By a brisk appeal to them, it almost seemed that I might work my salvation in this eleventh hour. Madonna watched the scene with eyes that suggested to me that the same hope had arisen in her own mind.
My halberdiers and the carnifex alone stood stolidly indifferent.
Ramiro was to them the man that hired them; with his intriguing they had no concern. For a moment or two there was a silence, and Ramiro sat staring before him, his white face glistening with the sweat of fear.
A very coward at heart was this overbearing ogre of Cesena, who for years had been the terror and scourge of the countryside.
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