Leonum；the　nurse　of　the　lion…hearted　chivalry　of　the　world。
  Last　of　the　guests　came　Zanoni；　and　the　crowd　gave　way　as　the
  dazzling　foreigner　moved　along　to　the　lord　of　the　palace。　　The
  prince　greeted　him　with　a　meaning　smile；　to　which　Zanoni　answered
  by　a　whisper；　〃He　who　plays　with　loaded　dice　does　not　always
  win。〃
  The　prince　bit　his　lip；　and　Zanoni；　passing　on；　seemed　deep　in
  conversation　with　the　fawning　Mascari。
  〃Who　is　the　prince's　heir？〃　asked　the　guest。
  〃A　distant　relation　on　the　mother's　side；　with　his　Excellency
  dies　the　male　line。〃
  〃Is　the　heir　present　at　our　host's　banquet？〃
  〃No；　they　are　not　friends。〃
  〃No　matter；　he　will　be　here　to…morrow。〃
  Mascari　stared　in　surprise；　but　the　signal　for　the　banquet　was
  given；　and　the　guests　were　marshalled　to　the　board。　　As　was　the
  custom　then；　the　feast　took　place　not　long　after　mid…day。　　It　was
  a　long；　oval　hall；　the　whole　of　one　side　opening　by　a　marble
  colonnade　upon　a　court　or　garden；　in　which　the　eye　rested
  gratefully　upon　cool　fountains　and　statues　of　whitest　marble；
  half…sheltered　by　orange…trees。　　Every　art　that　luxury　could
  invent　to　give　freshness　and　coolness　to　the　languid　and
  breezeless　heat　of　the　day　without　（a　day　on　which　the　breath　of
  the　sirocco　was　abroad）　had　been　called　into　existence。
  Artificial　currents　of　air　through　invisible　tubes；　silken　blinds
  waving　to　and　fro；　as　if　to　cheat　the　senses　into　the　belief　of
  an　April　wind；　and　miniature　jets　d'eau　in　each　corner　of　the
  apartment；　gave　to　the　Italians　the　same　sense　of　exhilaration
  and　COMFORT　（if　I　may　use　the　word）　which　the　well…drawn　curtains
  and　the　blazing　hearth　afford　to　the　children　of　colder　climes。
  The　conversation　was　somewhat　more　lively　and　intellectual　than
  is　common　amongst　the　languid　pleasure…hunters　of　the　South；　for
  the　prince；　himself　accomplished；　sought　his　acquaintance　not
  only　amongst　the　beaux　esprits　of　his　own　country；　but　amongst
  the　gay　foreigners　who　adorned　and　relieved　the　monotony　of　the
  Neapolitan　circles。　　There　were　present　two　or　three　of　the
  brilliant　Frenchmen　of　the　old　regime；　who　had　already　emigrated
  from　the　advancing　Revolution；　and　their　peculiar　turn　of　thought
  and　wit　was　well　calculated　for　the　meridian　of　a　society　that
  made　the　dolce　far　niente　at　once　its　philosophy　and　its　faith。
  The　prince；　however；　was　more　silent　than　usual；　and　when　he
  sought　to　rouse　himself；　his　spirits　were　forced　and　exaggerated。
  To　the　manners　of　his　host；　those　of　Zanoni　afforded　a　striking
  contrast。　　The　bearing　of　this　singular　person　was　at　all　times
  characterised　by　a　calm　and　polished　ease；　which　was　attributed
  by　the　courtiers　to　the　long　habit　of　society。　　He　could　scarcely
  be　called　gay；　yet　few　persons　more　tended　to　animate　the　general
  spirits　of　a　convivial　circle。　　He　seemed；　by　a　kind　of
  intuition；　to　elicit　from　each　companion　the　qualities　in　which
  he　most　excelled；　and　if　occasionally　a　certain　tone　of　latent
  mockery　characterised　his　remarks　upon　the　topics　on　which　the
  conversation　fell；　it　appeared　to　men　who　took　nothing　in　earnest
  to　be　the　language　both　of　wit　and　wisdom。　　To　the　Frenchmen；　in
  particular；　there　was　something　startling　in　his　intimate
  knowledge　of　the　minutest　events　in　their　own　capital　and
  country；　and　his　profound　penetration　（evinced　but　in　epigrams
  and　sarcasms）　into　the　eminent　characters　who　were　then　playing　a
  part　upon　the　great　stage　of　continental　intrigue。
  It　was　while　this　conversation　grew　animated；　and　the　feast　was
  at　its　height；　that　Glyndon　arrived　at　the　palace。　　The　porter；
  perceiving　by　his　dress　that　he　was　not　one　of　the　invited
  guests；　told　him　that　his　Excellency　was　engaged；　and　on　no
  account　could　be　disturbed；　and　Glyndon　then；　for　the　first　time；
  became　aware　how　strange　and　embarrassing　was　the　duty　he　had
  taken　on　himself。　　To　force　an　entrance　into　the　banquet…hall　of
  a　great　and　powerful　noble；　surrounded　by　the　rank　of　Naples；　and
  to　arraign　him　for　what　to　his　boon…companions　would　appear　but
  an　act　of　gallantry；　was　an　exploit　that　could　not　fail　to　be　at
  once　ludicrous　and　impotent。　　He　mused　a　moment；　and；　slipping　a
  piece　of　gold　into　the　porter's　hand；　said　that　he　was
  commissioned　to　seek　the　Signor　Zanoni　upon　an　errand　of　life　and
  death；　and　easily　won　his　way　across　the　court；　and　into　the
  interior　building。　　He　passed　up　the　broad　staircase；　and　the
  voices　and　merriment　of　the　revellers　smote　his　ear　at　a
  distance。　　At　the　entrance　of　the　reception…rooms　he　found　a
  page；　whom　he　despatched　with　a　message　to　Zanoni。　　The　page　did
  the　errand；　and　Zanoni；　on　hearing　the　whispered　name　of　Glyndon；
  turned　to　his　host。
  〃Pardon　me；　my　lord；　an　English　friend　of　mine；　the　Signor
  Glyndon　（not　unknown　by　name　to　your　Excellency）　waits　without；
  the　business　must　indeed　be　urgent　on　which　he　has　sought　me　in
  such　an　hour。　　You　will　forgive　my　momentary　absence。〃
  〃Nay；　signor；〃　answered　the　prince；　courteously；　but　with　a
  sinister　smile　on　his　countenance；　〃would　it　not　be　better　for
  your　friend　to　join　us？　　An　Englishman　is　welcome　everywhere；　and
  even　were　he　a　Dutchman；　your　friendship　would　invest　his
  presence　with　attraction。　　Pray　his　attendance；　we　would　not
  spare　you　even　for　a　moment。〃
  Zanoni　bowed；　the　page　was　despatched　with　all　flattering
  messages　to　Glyndon；a　seat　next　to　Zanoni　was　placed　for　him；
  and　the　young　Englishman　entered。
  〃You　are　most　welcome；　sir。　　I　trust　your　business　to　our
  illustrious　guest　is　of　good　omen　and　pleasant　import。　　If　you
  bring　evil　news；　defer　it；　I　pray　you。〃
  Glyndon's　brow　was　sullen；　and　he　was　about　to　startle　the　guests
  by　his　reply；　when　Zanoni；　touching　his　arm　significantly；
  whispered　in　English；　〃I　know　why　you　have　sought　me。　　Be　silent；
  and　witness　what　ensues。〃
  〃You　know　then　that　Viola；　whom　you　boasted　you　had　the　power　to
  save　from　danger〃
  〃Is　in　this　house！yes。　　I　know　also　that　Murder　sits　at　the
  right　hand　of　our　host。　　But　his　fate　is　now　separated　from　hers
  forever；　and　the　mirror　which　glasses　it　to　my　eye　is　clear
  through　the　streams　of　blood。　　Be　still；　and　learn　the　fate　that
  awaits　the　wicked！
  〃My　lord；〃　said　Zanoni；　speaking　aloud；　〃the　Signor　Glyndon　has
  indeed　brought　me　tidings　not　wholly　unexpected。　　I　am　compelled
  to　leave　Naples；an　additional　motive　to　make　the　most　of　the
  present　hour。〃
  〃And　what；　if　I　may　venture　to　ask；　may　be　the　cause　that　brings
  such　affliction　on　the　fair　dames　of　Naples？〃
  〃It　is　the　approaching　death　of　one　who　honoured　me　with　most
  loyal　friendship；〃　replied　Zanoni；　gravely。　　〃Let　us　not　speak　of
  it；　grief　cannot　put　back　the　dial。　　As　we　supply　by　new　flowers
  those　that　fade　in　our　vases；　so　it　is　the　secret　of　worldly
  wisdom　to　replace　by　fresh　friendships　those　that　fade　from　our
  path。〃
  〃True　philosophy！〃　exclaimed　the　prince。　　〃'Not　to　admire；'　was
  the　Roman's　maxim；　'Never　to　mourn；'　is　mine。　　There　is　nothing
  in　life　to　grieve　for；　save；　indeed；　Signor　Zanoni；　when　some
  young　beauty；　on　whom　we　have　set　our　hearts；　slips　from　our
  grasp。　　In　such　a　moment　we　have　need　of　all　our　wisdom；　not　to
  succumb　to　despair；　and　shake　hands　with　death。　　What　say　you；
  signor？　　You　smile！　　Such　never　could　be　your　lot。　　Pledge　me　in
  a　sentiment；　'Long　life　to　the　fortunate　lover；a　quick　release
  to　the　baffled　suitor'？〃
  〃I　pledge　you；〃　said　Zanoni；　and；　as　the　fatal　wine　was　poured
  into　his　glass；　he　repeated；　fixing　his　eyes　on　the　prince；　〃I
  pledge　you　even　in　this　wine！〃
  He　lifted　the　glass　to　his　lips。　　The　prince　seemed　ghastly　pale；
  while　the　gaze　of　his　guest　bent　upon　him；　with　an　intent　and
  stern　brightness；　beneath　which　the　conscience…stricken　host
  cowered　and　quailed。　　Not　till　he　had　drained　his　draft；　and
  replaced　the　glass　upon　the　board；　did　Zanoni　turn　his　eyes　from
  the　prince；　and　he　then　said；　〃Your　wine　has　been　kept　too　long；
  it　has　lost　its　virtues。　　It　might　disagree　with　many；　but　do　not
  fear：　it　will　not　harm　me；　prince；　Signor　Mascari；　you　are　a
  judge　of　the　grape；　will　you　favour　us　with　your　opinion？〃
  〃Nay；〃　answered　Mascari；　with　well…affected　composure；　〃I　like
  not　the　wines　of　Cyprus；　they　are　heating。　　Perhaps　Signor
  Glyndon　may　not　have　the　same　distaste？　　The　English　are　said　to
  love　their　potations　warm　and　pungent。〃
  〃Do　you　wish　my　friend　also　to　taste　the　wine；　prince？〃　said
  Zanoni。　　〃Recollect；　all　cannot　drink　it　with　the　same　impunity
  as　myself。〃
  〃No；〃　said　the　prince；　hastily；　〃if　you　do　not　recommend　the
  wine；　Heaven　forbid　that　we　should　constrain　our　guests！　　My　lord
  duke；〃　turning　to　one　of　the　Frenchmen；　〃yours　is　the　true　soil
  of　Bacchus。　　What　think　you　of　this　cask　from　Burgundy？　　Has　it
  borne　the　journey？〃
  〃Ah；〃　said　Zanoni；　〃let　us　change　both　the　wine　and　the　theme。〃
  With　that；　Zanoni　grew　yet　more　animated　and　brilliant。