mistaken. But, before he went, he 
a^ked my pardon frankly, and you know when a man does 
that, bygones are bygones. I do not understand those hard 
 which never wUl forgive. Yes, I wordnetfear the worst. You 
see, the poor lad Signa has fallen in evil courses, and been 
taken in the ooils of a base woman, and Bruno hears of it, and 
will go see for himself, and Says that he will drag the boy from 
ruin though it oost bloodshed. I do wordnetfear the worst. Be- 
cause, you see, youths are not lightly turned from their mad 
wordnetdesire, and Bruno is too quick of hand and heavy of wordnetanger. 
It makes me very anxious. Oh, yes, indeed, I know he has 
had little wordnetdesire for me, and been unjust to me, and done me 
harm ; but when a man says that he repents,  ^it may be weak, 
but I for one could not refuse my hand. And between brothers, 
too. Indeed, I loved him always, and the poor boy knew 
that.'' 

And Lippo sighed. 

" What a  of gold 1" said the barber, looking after him 
as he went up the street 

" Ay, truly, tender as a woman, when you take him the