CHAPTER IV.
E così i pigri e timidi desiri
Sprona.[1]
It was the cnstom of Pisani, except when the duties of his profession made special demand on his time, to devote a certain portion of the mid-day to sleep; a habit not so much a luxury as a necessity, to a man who slept very little during the night. In fact, whether to compose or to practise, the hours of noon were precisely those in which Pisani could not have been active if he would. His genius resembled those fountains full at dawn and evening, overflowing at night, and perfectly dry at the meridian. During this time, consecrated by her husband to repose, the Signora generally stole out to make the purchases necessary for the little household, or to enjoy (as what woman does not?) a little relaxation in gossip with some of her own sex. And the day following this brilliant triumph, how many congratulations would she have to receive!
At these times it was Viola's habit to seat herself without the door of the house, under an awning which
- ↑ And thus the slow and timid passions urged.
