"Ah, Fra Francesco, of course!" said Marcantonio, in an indulgent tone;
"our own friars and ecclesiastics are welcome. But, carina, these
foreign priests are often of a different way of thinking; and Don
Fernanzo Lillo, that fluent Spaniard--verily I would have thee don thy
most freezing dignity when he comes again."
"But, Marco mio, thou doest him injustice; he is most interesting; he
was telling about the frescoes of the Michelangelo in the Sistine
Chapel; he knoweth them well, yet I think he liketh them little."
"It matters not," said Marcantonio, a little disdainfully; "thou hast
already seen them; thou canst have thine own opinion of their merit."
"But to hear all the allegories explained and all the illusions to the
history of our Holy Church is _most_ interesting," Marina pursued
calmly; "for the dear padre of San Donate had but little instruction; I
must know about all these things for baby's sake--he is growing so
fast."
"He is not going to be an artist," his father answered shortly; "and if
he were, we could find a better person to instruct him than a Spanish
member of the Jesuit College.
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