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WANDERING KNIGHTS.
That taunt of his mother's stirred Gian Maria.

He rose from his ducal chair and descended from the dais on which it stood, possessed by a tempestuous mood that would not brook him to sit still.
"The braying of an ass ?" he muttered, facing Caterina.

Then he laughed unpleasantly.

"The jaw-bone of an ass did sore execution on one occasion, Madonna, and it may again.