Gian Maria seemed to await an answer from Francesco; but Francesco stood impassively regarding him, and made no sign that he would speak.

At length, unable longer to endure the silence: "E dunque ?" cried the Duke.

"Have you no answer ?" "I would submit," returned Francesco, "that I have heard no question.
I heard a wild statement, extravagant and mad, the accusation of one demented, a charge of which no proofs can be forthcoming, else I take it you had not withheld them.

I ask you, sirs, and you, Madonna," he continued, turning to the others, "has his Highness said anything to which an answer can by any means be necessary ?" "Is it proofs you lack ?" cried Gian Maria, but less confidently than hitherto, and, so, less fiercely.

A doubt had arisen in his mind born of this strange calm on the part of Francesco--a calm that to Gian Maria's perceptions seemed hardly the garb of guilt, but belonged rather to one who is assured that no peril threatens him.