The Cardinal's Snuff-Box by Henry Harland
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won't think my curiosity impertinent--why Francois Villon?"
"Why not?" said Peter. "He made such a tremendous outcry when he was condemned to death, for one thing. You should have heard him. He has a voice! Then, for another, he takes such a passionate interest in his meat and drink. And then, if you come to that, I really had n't the heart to call him Pauvre Lelian." The Duchessa raised amused eyebrows. "You felt that Pauvre Lelian was the only alternative?" "I had in mind a remark of Pauvre Lilian's friend and confrere, the cryptic Stephane," Peter answered. "You will remember it. 'L'ame d'un poete dans le corps d'un--' I--I forget the last word," he faltered. "Shall we say 'little pig'?" suggested the Duchessa. "Oh, please don't," cried Peter, hastily, with a gesture of supplication. "Don't say 'pig' in his presence. You'll wound his feelings." The Duchessa laughed. "I knew he was condemned to death," she owned. "Indeed, it was in his condemned cell that I made his acquaintance. Your Marietta Cignolesi introduced us. Her air was so inexorable, I 'm a good deal surprised to see him alive to-day. There was |
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