Romola

Romola
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Джордж Элиот. Romola

Prologue

Chapter One. The Shipwrecked Stranger

Chapter Two. Breakfast for Love

Chapter Three. The Barber’s Shop

Chapter Four. First Impressions

Chapter Five. The Blind Scholar and his Daughter

Chapter Six. Dawning Hopes

Chapter Seven. A Learned Squabble

Chapter Eight. A Face in the Crowd

Chapter Nine. A Man’s Ransom

Chapter Ten. Under the Plane-Tree

Chapter Eleven. Tito’s Dilemma

Chapter Twelve. The Prize is nearly grasped

Chapter Thirteen. The Shadow of Nemesis

Chapter Fourteen. The Peasants’ Fair

Chapter Fifteen. The Dying Message

Chapter Sixteen. A Florentine Joke

Chapter Seventeen. Under the Loggia

Chapter Eighteen. The Portrait

Chapter Nineteen. The Old Man’s Hope

Chapter Twenty. The Day of the Betrothal

Chapter Twenty One. Florence expects a Guest

Chapter Twenty Two. The Prisoners

Chapter Twenty Three. After-Thoughts

Chapter Twenty Four. Inside the Duo

Chapter Twenty Five. Outside the Duomo

Chapter Twenty Six. The Garment of Fear

Chapter Twenty Seven. The Young Wife

Chapter Twenty Eight. The Painted Record

Chapter Twenty Nine. A Moment of Triumph

Chapter Thirty. The Avenger’s Secret

Chapter Thirty One. Fruit is Seed

Chapter Thirty Two. A Revelation

Chapter Thirty Three. Baldassarre makes an Acquaintance

Chapter Thirty Four. No Place for Repentance

Chapter Thirty Five. What Florence was thinking of

Chapter Thirty Six. Ariadne discrowns herself

Chapter Thirty Seven. The Tabernacle Unlocked

Chapter Thirty Eight. The Black Marks become Magical

Chapter Thirty Nine. A Supper in the Rucellai Gardens

Chapter Forty. An Arresting Voice

Chapter Forty One. Coming Back

Chapter Forty Two. Romola in her Place

Chapter Forty Three. The Unseen Madonna

Chapter Forty Four. The Visible Madonna

Chapter Forty Five. At the Barber’s Shop

Chapter Forty Six. By a Street Lamp

Chapter Forty Seven. Check

Chapter Forty Eight. Counter-Check

Chapter Forty Nine. The Pyramid of Vanities

Chapter Fifty. Tessa Abroad and at Home

Chapter Fifty One. Monna Brigida’s Conversion

Chapter Fifty Two. A Prophetess

Chapter Fifty Three. On San Miniato

Chapter Fifty Four. The Evening and the Morning

Chapter Fifty Five. Waiting

Chapter Fifty Six. The Other Wife

Chapter Fifty Seven. Why Tito was Safe

Chapter Fifty Eight. A Final Understanding

Chapter Fifty Nine. Pleading

Chapter Sixty. The Scaffold

Chapter Sixty One. Drifting Away

Chapter Sixty Two. The Benediction

Chapter Sixty Three. Ripening Schemes

Chapter Sixty Four. The Prophet in his Cell

Chapter Sixty Five. The Trial by Fire

Chapter Sixty Six. A Masque of the Furies

Chapter Sixty Seven. Waiting by the River

Chapter Sixty Eight. Romola’s waking

Chapter Sixty Nine. Homeward

Chapter Seventy. Meeting Again

Chapter Seventy One. The Confession

Chapter Seventy Two. The Last Silence

Epilogue

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The Loggia de’ Cerchi stood in the heart of old Florence, within a labyrinth of narrow streets behind the Badia, now rarely threaded by the stranger, unless in a dubious search for a certain severely simple doorplace, bearing this inscription:

To the ear of Dante, the same streets rang with the shout and clash of fierce battle between rival families; but in the fifteenth century, they were only noisy with the unhistorical quarrels and broad jests of woolcarders in the cloth-producing quarters of San Martino and Garbo.

.....

Goro turned his fat cheek and glassy eye on the frank speaker with a look of deprecation rather than of resentment.

“Why, Niccolò,” he said, in an injured tone, “I’ve heard you sing to another tune than that, often enough, when you’ve been laying down the law at San Gallo on a festa. I’ve heard you say yourself, that a man wasn’t a mill-wheel, to be on the grind, grind, as long as he was driven, and then stick in his place without stirring when the water was low. And you’re as fond of your vote as any man in Florence—ay, and I’ve heard you say, if Lorenzo—”

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