"
"Thou, then--his wife----"
How could he venture to counsel her, of whose will and wisdom he had
always stood in awe? It seemed to Piero that he had already delivered an
oration; yet he felt that there was more to say, but his thoughts grew
confused in seeking for expression, and it was a relief to him to
communicate his uncertainty to the motion of his gondola.
The unsteady movement said more to her than words, for Piero was an
unfailing stroke.
"It is the men only of whom the Republic hath need," she explained,
unflinchingly; "but for the women there is no conflict of duty--the Holy
Church is first. 'Prayers for the women and deeds for the men'--thou
hast seen it written."
"And thy father?" Piero questioned, unconvinced, recalling the interview
of a few hours before.
A quick, tender light flashed and passed in her eyes; a ray of color
trembled on her cheek. "I shall grieve him," she said, "but he will
forgive, for ever hath he bidden me choose the right." Her voice broke
and she was silent, while she sought for some token in the folds of her
robe.
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