Roccaleone

"To Roccaleone?" echoed the captain, with a musing air, more attentively than before, as if the repetition of that name had suggested something to his mind.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

That was the full force with which the lady spoke of sweeping them -- as if they had been so much foulness -- from Roccaleone, unless they did her bidding.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

"Not only do I give you leave, but I'll render you all the assistance in my power, if you can devise a means for luring her from Roccaleone."

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

A week passed peacefully at Roccaleone; so peacefully that it was difficult to conceive that out there in the plain sat Gian Maria with his five-score men besieging them.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

But his mind was fertile, and he might devise another that might succeed and place Gian Maria in Roccaleone.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

She cropped her anger in mid-career, and in a dangerously calm voice she bade him see to it that by morning he was no longer in Roccaleone.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

"I may indeed become the laughing-stock of Italy," he muttered, in a concentrated voice, "but I shall carry my resolve through, and my first act upon entering Roccaleone will be to hang this knave Gonzaga from its highest turret."

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

That very day Gian Maria began his preparations for the expedition against Roccaleone, and word of it was carried by Fanfulla to

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

To lighten the awkward silence that was fallen, she asked him how it had transpired so soon that it was to Roccaleone she had fled.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912

If die I must, let me die here at Roccaleone, helping the defence to my last breath.

Love-at-Arms Rafael Sabatini 1912