The crowd left behind began to disperse, to branch left and right, for this and that way. Who went home to look after its affairs even he who receding, to breathe a bit 'off, after many hours of close, and who, in search of friends, to chat de' great events of the day. The same s'andava eviction by the other end of the road, in which people remained fairly sparse because of the English squad that could, without any resistance, advance, and placed at the home of the vicar. Compared with that Fondaccio was still condensed, so to speak, of the tumult, a bunch of rascals, that discontent of an ending so cold and so imperfect in such a grand'apparato, Part grumbled, cursed part, part kept such advice, to see if something could still be undertaken, and like to try, and were pressing the poor urtacchiando door, which had been back to appuntellata better. All'arrivar the squad, all those who right right, some toys, and as with difficulty, they went in the opposite direction, leaving the field open to 'the soldiers who took him, and there you post, guarding the house and the road. But all the roads were sown the outline of Crocco: Where There were two or three people still, he stopped three, four, twenty others: here someone fell off, and there everything was moving along a circle: it was like the clouds that sometimes remains sparse, and turns to the blue sky after a storm, and makes him say to the viewer up: this time is not put right. I also think that talk of Babylon. Who told emphatically the special things he had seen, who recounted what he had done: he was glad that the thing was over well, and praised Ferrer, and predicted trouble for the vicar, who, grinning, he said - not be afraid, that not kill the wolf does not eat the flesh of the wolf - and he who most angrily muttered s'eran not do things properly, that it was a hoax, and she had been crazy to make such noise, to leave himself the song in that way.
Meanwhile the sun had gone down, all things diventavan of a color, and many are tired and bored of the day chatting in the dark, they returned home. Our youth, after helping the passage of the carriage, until there was need of help, and be passed himself behind that, in the ranks of 'soldiers, as in triumph, he rejoiced when he saw her run free, and out of danger, and did a little 'street with the crowd, and issued forth at the first corner, to breathe a bit too' freely. Who had done a few steps off, amidst the feelings of many, many images of recent and confused, he felt a great need to eat and rest, and began to look up, from either side looking sign of inn, because, to go to the convent of 'cappuccino, it was too late. Walking well with the head in the air, he found himself close to a circle, and stopped, he felt that there discorrevan of conjecture, to drawings, the next day. Was a moment to listen, not to say he could not keep her too, seemed to him that he could propose anything without conceit who had done so much. It believes, for all that he had seen that day, that Ormal, to send in effect one thing, bringing it into enough grace to those who were wandering the streets, - gentlemen! - Shouted, sounding debut: - I have to say I my humble opinion? My humble opinion is this: that it is only in the business the bread that you make knavery: today and since we have seen clearly that, to be felt, s'ottiene what is right, we must go on like this until he has put a remedy for all those other crimes, and that the world goes a bit 'more Christians. It is not true, gentlemen, that there is a hand of tyrants, who are just the reverse of 'Ten Commandments, and they go in search of quiet people, who does not think of them, to make them all evil, and then they're always right ? even when n'hanno made a bigger than usual, walking with his head higher, it seems that Abba to remake the rest? Already in Milan there must be a part.
- Unfortunately, - said a voice.
- I was saying I - continued Renzo: - already the stories they tell us too. And then the thing speaks for itself. We have, for example, that some one of them that I want to say I'm a bit 'in the country, a bit' in Milan: If there is a devil, he will not be an angel here, I think. So tell me a little, gentlemen, if you have never seen them with his nose all'inferriata. And what is worse (and this I can say for sure), is that there are proclamations, printed, in punishment: and not pointless proclamations, made very well, we could not find anything better and we are appointed the knavery clear, just like, and each one, its proper punishment. And he says, is who you are, vile and vulgar, and I know not. Now, go and tell the teachers, scribes and Pharisees, who do you do justice, according to who sings the crying will heed the pope as the villains: things to run the brain to any honest man. You see so clearly that the king, and those who command, the rascals would be chastised, but he did not do anything, because there is a league. So we must break it, we must go tomorrow morning to Ferrer, that this is an honest man, a gentleman in hand, and today it was possible to see how he was happy to be with the poor, and how he tried to hear the reasons that these Came and answered with good grace. You have to go to Ferrer, and tell him how things are, and I, for the part Me, I can tell him some good, I saw, co 'my eyes with such a cry-at-arms at the top, and was made by three of those who can, each of which was under his name ready-printed, and one of these names was Ferrer, seen by me, co 'my eyes now, this screams just said the right things for me, and a doctor to whom I told him I did so I do justice, com 'was the intention of this' three gentlemen, among whom there was also Ferrer, the doctor, who had made me see him cry the same, which is the most beautiful, ah! ah! seemed to tell him of insanity. I'm sure that when that dear old man heard these beautiful things that he can not know everything, especially those outside, that the world will not want to go so, and will take a good remedy. And then, too, if they make the proclamations, which must have pleased s'ubbidisca: that is also a contempt, a pitaffio with their name, count it all. And if the bullies do not want to lower his head, and do crazy, we're here to help us, as we did today. I'm not saying he devas go around in a carriage, to catch all the villains, bullies and tyrants: yes, we would like Noah's ark. He must control who gets, not only in Milan, but for all that Facciani things they say the proclamations compliant, and form a good job on all those who committed those of knavery, and where it says prison, jail, where he says prison, jail, and tell the mayor that really Facciani if \u200b\u200bnot, send them out for a walk, and making use of 'better, and then, as I say, we'll be there to lend a hand. And in order 'to hear the doctors who are poor and speak in defense of reason. Am I right, gentlemen?
Renzo had talked a lot of heart, which, from the start, a great part of 'assembled, suspended all other speech, s'eran turned to him, and at some point, all had become his audience. A cry of confused applause, - good: safe: he's right: it is too true, - it was like hearing the answer. Mancaron but not critics. - Yes, - said one - to listen to 'mountaineers are all lawyers - and if it was going. - Now, - murmured another - each scalzacane wants his say, and fury to put flesh on fire, not s'avrà the cheap bread, which is why we moved -. Renzo but he felt that the ceremony, those who took a hand, those who took the other. - Good-bye tomorrow. - Where? - On the cathedral square. - Okay. - Okay. - And something will be done. - And something will be done.
- Who is to teach these fine gentlemen who desire a tavern for a bite to eat, sleep and poor boy? - Renzo said.
- I am here to serve you, this brave young man, - said one, who had carefully listened to the sermon, and had not said anything yet. - I know just an inn that will make for you, and I will recommend to the owner, who is my friend, and gentleman.
- Near here? - Renzo said. - Not far away, - he said. The
gathered disbanded, and Renzo, after much shaking hands unknown, walked with the stranger, thanking him for his kindness.
- What? - He said: - one hand washes the other, and both wash the face. We are not obliged to make service to others? - And as we walk, was Renzo, an air of speech, now one, now another question. - Not knowing your affairs, but you seem to me very tired: From what country are you from?
- I come, - said Renzo, - up, up from Lecco.
- Since Lecco? Of Lecco are you?
- Lecco Di ... ie the territory.
- Poor young man! as far as I understand from 'your conversation, I made the big n'hanno.
- Eh! my dear good man! I had to speak with a little 'of politics, not to say in public on my own, but ... just a few days you will know, and then ... But here I see a sign of the inn, and, by my faith, I have no desire to go further.
- No, no! Come dov'ho I said, there is little, - said the guide: - here istareste not good.
- Oh, yes - the young man answered: - I am not a gentleman accustomed to star in cotton: something good to put in the castle, and a sack, I just: what I wish is to find soon one or the other. Providence! - And he entered into a usciaccio, above which hung the sign of the full moon. - Well, I will bring you here because you love it so, - said the stranger, and followed him.
- need not v'incomodiate more - Renzo said. - But - he added - if you come for a drink with me, make me pleasure.
- I'll accept your thanks, - he said, and went, as the most practical of all, before Renzo, a courtyard, approached the door he put in the kitchen, lifted the latch, opened it, and came in with his companion. Two candles in hand, hanging from two poles attached to the beam of the stage, I shed a half light. Many people were sitting, but not idle, on two benches here and there for a long, narrow table, which took almost a whole part of the room, at intervals, tablecloths and dishes, at intervals, and turn cards turned , dice thrown and collected, bottles and glasses everywhere. You could see even run Berling, parpagliole real and that if they could talk, they would probably say: "we were this morning in the bowl of a baker, or in the pockets of some viewers of the turmoil that tutt'intento went to see how the public affairs, he forgot to monitor his private affairs. " The noise was great. A boy ran back and forth, fast and furiously in the service of that board together and tables: the landlord was seated upon a small bench, under the hood of the road, busy, apparently, in certain individuals who made and unmade in the ashes, with the springs, but in reality aim to everything going on around him. He got up, the sound of the latch, and went to meet the soprarrivati. View Who had the leadership, "damn!" he said to himself: "you always m'abbia to be between 'feet when you least want!" Data then quickly look at Renzo said, even to himself, "do not know you, but this being a hunter, or dog or hare you: When you say two words, you will know." But these reflections trasparve nothing on the face of the host, who stood motionless as a portrait: a plump face and bright, with a bushy beard, reddish, and two clear eyes and fixed.
- What comandan these gentlemen? - He said aloud.
- First of all, a good bottle of wine sincere - Renzo said: - and then a bite -. So saying, he threw himself down on a bench, toward the top of the table, and sent a - ah! - Sound, as if to say: do we need a little 'bench, after having been so long, and standing in business. But he was immediately springs to mind that table and bench, which had been sitting the last time, with Lucy and Agnes, and put a sigh. Then shook his head as iscacciar for that thought: and saw the host come with wine. The fellow had sat down Renzo in the face. This mixes the drink immediately, saying to wet the lips -. And the other filled with glass, downed it in one gulp.
- What will you give me something to eat? - He said the landlord.
- I stew: you like? - He said this.
- Yes, good; stew.
- You will be served, - said the host Renzo, and to the boy: - serve this stranger -. And walked towards the road. - Ma .. - Then resumed, returning to Renzo - but bread, do not n'ho on this day.
- the bread - Renzo said, out loud and laughing - we thought Providence -. It brought out the third and last of these 'bread tucked under the cross of St. Denis, the rose in the air, shouting: - here is the bread of Providence!
All'esclamazione, many turned, and seeing that trophy in the air, one shouted: - long live the cheap bread!
- Inexpensive? - Renzo said: - gratis et amore.
- Better, better.
- But - Renzo immediately said, - I would not want you gentlemen to think evil. Not that I have to, as they say, pinched. I found it in the earth, and even if I could find the owner, I am ready to pagarglielo.
- Bravo! bravo! - Shouted, laughing louder, the companions, no one de 'which crossed my mind that those words were said really.
- believe me songs, but that's it, - Renzo said to his guide, and, turning hand the bread, he added: - see how they accommodated, it seems a dunk, but there was next! If you trovavan the bones of those who have a little 'hold, have been fresh -. And immediately devoured three or four bites of the bread, he sent back a second glass of wine, and added: - If you dont want to go down this bread. I never had my throat so dry. Made himself a great shout!
- Prepare a good bed to this young person, - said the guide: - because going to sleep here.
- you want to sleep here? - Asked the landlord to Renzo, approaching the table.
- Safe - Renzo replied: - a good bed, enough that the lenzoli are of laundry, because I'm poor son, but accustomed to cleaning.
- Oh, for that matter! - Said the landlord went to the bench, which was in a corner of the kitchen and returned with an inkwell and a piece of white paper in one hand and a pen in the other.
- What does this mean? - Renzo said, swallowing a mouthful of the stew that the boy had put forward, and then smiled with amazement, said, - is the lenzolo laundry, CODEST?
The landlord, without replying, put on the table the ink and paper, then put on the table the same left arm and right elbow, and with a pen in the air, and face up to Renzo, said - let me pleased to tell me your name and country.
- What? - Renzo said: - what enters Codest stories with the bed?
- I am doing my duty, - said the host, looking into her face and driving - we are obliged to render account of all the people who come to stay with us: full name, and that nation will be, what shop is, if you have weapons with him ... How long has to stay in this city ... Are words of the proclamation.
Before answering, Renzo voted another drink: it was the third, and from now on I'm afraid we can no longer count them. Then he said - ha ha! you have the shout! And I make account to be teachers of the law, and then I know immediately that the case is made of the proclamations.
- I mean really - "said the host, always watching the silent partner Renzo, and went back to the bench, he rose from a large sheet cassette, a copy of their cries and came to explain it before the eyes of Renzo.
- Ah! here! - That said, raising his glass filled with a new, and vote again immediately, and then stretching the other hand, with an outstretched finger toward the crying - that's that beautiful sheet of the missal. I welcome very much. I know that weapon, and I know what it's like the face of Aryan, with the rope around his neck -. (In the top of the proclamations he would then the arms of the governor, and in that of Don Gonzalo Fernandez de Cordoba, a Moorish king stood shackled by the throat). - It means, that face: controlling who can and those who want to obey. When this will make it go Mr. Don in jail ... enough, I know, as he says in another piece of this missal companion, and when the fact so that an honest young man to marry a young man who is honest happy to marry him, then I will tell my name to this face, I'll give a kiss for more. I may have good reasons not to say, my name. Oh nice! Villainy And if, under his command who had a hand in other rogues, because if it was just ... - And I ended the sentence with a gesture - if you know where I would have a Villainy, to get me some trick, I wonder if it would move side to help me. I have to say on my own! This is also new. I came to Milan to confess, say, but I confess to a Capuchin Father, so to speak, and not a landlord.
The host was silent, and continued to look at the guide, which did not demonstrate fate Varuna. Renzo, sorry to say it, drank another glass, and continued: - I'll take you for a reason, my dear host, you capaciterà. If the proclamations that they talk well, in favor of 'good Christians, do not count, much less devon counting those that they talk badly. So all quest'imbrogli lever, and door in place of another fiasco, because this is a fool -. So saying, he struck him lightly with his knuckles, and added: - Hear, hear, host, like bun.
Again, Renzo had, little by little, attracted the attention of those who stood round about: and this time, he was applauded by his audience.
- What should I do? - Said the landlord, looking at the stranger, who was not so for him.
- Come, come, - cried many of these 'buddies: - this young man is right: they are all bullying, traps, hanged: New Law Today, the new law. Amid these cries, the stranger, giving the landlord a look of reproach, to explore that question too, he said - let a bit 'to make its way: do not make scenes.
- I have done my duty, - said the host, strong, and then to himself: "I now have their backs to the wall." It took the paper, pen, ink, the screams, and the voting fiasco, to deliver it to the boy.
- Port of the same, - Renzo said: - I find that good man, and we will put it to bed as the other, without asking first and last name, and that nation will be, and what you do, and if it has to be a piece in this city.
- thereto, - said the host to the boy, giving him the bottle, and returned to sit under the hood of the road. "Other than hare!" thought, history of new ash "and in which hands you've come! piece of ass! if you drown, drown, but the landlord must go hence the full moon of the way, for your madness." Renzo
thanked the leadership and all those others who had taken his share. - Good friends! - He said - just now I see that the gentlemen join hands, and they support -. Then, clearing the air right above the table, and putting them back in an attitude of a preacher - much, - he said - that all those who govern the world, voglian to enter all paper, pen and ink! Also the pen in the air! Great desire to have these 'lords of the pen use some skill!
- Hey, the honest campaign! want to know the reason? - Said with a laugh one of those 'players, who won.
- We hear a little - Renzo said.
- The reason is this, - he said that: - these 'gentlemen is they that eat up the geese, and there one finds many pens, many feathers, that something must be that they make.
Everyone began to laugh, that the comrade who lost out.
- To ' - Renzo said: - he is a poet. There's something here of 'poets already arises for everything. N'ho a vein, too, and sometimes they say some curious ... but when things go well.
To understand this nonsense of the poor Renzo, you should know that among the common people of Milan, and even more of the countryside, the poet does not mean yes, like all decent people, a sacred talent, an inhabitant of Pindus, a student of the Muses; means a brain and a bit bizarre 'jump, which I' speeches and 'facts, and the winch has more strange that what is reasonable. Guastamestieri so that the common people is to tamper with the bold words, and to tell them things away from their legitimate meaning! Why, I ask myself, what a poet has to do with brain leap?
- But I tell you the right reason - Renzo said: - why is the pen tengon them, and so, their words that they say, fly away and disappear, the words he says a poor boy, are well aware, and hurry infilzan the air, with that pen, and I'll nail it on paper, to serve, time and place. They also have another malice that, when they want to cheat a poor boy who has not studied, but has a bit 'of ... I know what I mean ... - And to make himself understood, was beating, and battering rams as the forehead with the tip of the index - beginning to understand and perceive that cheating, Taff, slut in a few words in his speech in Latin, to make him lose the thread, to confound his head. Simply, it must stop using! Today, event, everything has been done in the vernacular, and without paper, pen and ink, and tomorrow, if people will set, it will also better, not hurt one hair on anyone, however, because all of Justice.
Meanwhile, some of those 'buddies s'eran remitted to play, others to eat, many shouting, some went away, other people arrived, the landlord cared for both of them: all things that have to do with our history. The unknown guide could not wait to go away, not had, what seemed, no matter in what place, yet did not want to leave before he had chatted a little longer with Renzo in particular. She turned to him, hung up the discourse of bread, and after some of those phrases that, for some time, ran all the vents, came to put out one of his projects. - Eh! if you command me, - he said - I would find the going to make things right.
- What would you do? - Renzo asked, looking with bright eyes two more of duty, and twisting a bit 'mouth, as if to be more careful.
- How do I do? - He said: - I wish there was bread for all, so much for the poor as for the rich.
- Ah! that's right, - said Renzo.
- here's how. A meta honest, that all we could live. Then, distribute the bread in the mouths of the reason: because there degl'ingordi prying, who would like everything to them, and do so at Ruffa crook, blindside to good account, and then missing the bread to the poor people. So break bread. How do you do? It is this: give a nice note to each family in proportion to the mouths, to fetch the bread from the baker. To me, for example, should issue a ticket in this form: Ambrose Fusella, professional swordsmith, with his wife and four children, all aged to eat bread (note): he should be given so much bread, and many pay money. But do the right thing, always in proportion to the ports. To you, for example, should take a ticket to ... your name?
- Lorenzo Tramaglino, - said the youth, who, enamored of the project, did not care that it was all based on paper, pen and ink, and that, to put in place, the first thing would be to collect the names of people.
- Fine, - said the stranger: - but your wife and children?
- well I should ... children no ... too soon ... but his wife ... if the world went as it should go ...
- Ah, you're alone! So be patient, but a smaller portion.
- It is right, but soon, I hope ... and with the help of God. Simply, when I had a wife?
- So you change your ticket, and a growing portion. As I have said, always because of the mouths - The stranger said, rising.
- That's right - Renzo cried, and went, shouting and beating his fist on the table - and why not make a law like this?
- What can I say? Meanwhile, I give you good night, and I'm off, because I think the wife and children I expected for some time.
- Another drip, drip another - Renzo cried, filling his glass of him quickly, and immediately got up, and acchiappatolo for a flap of his jacket, pulled strong, to make it sit again. - Another drip: I do not quest'affronto.
But the friend, with a Stratta, got away, leaving a jumble of Renzo make demands and accusations, he said again: - good night - and left. Renzo still continued to preach, that was already in the street, and then sank back on the bench. He fixed his eyes on that which had filled glass, and saw pass in front of the table the boy, the hinted to stop, as if he had some business to communicate, then waved his glass, and a preliminary slow and solemn, standing out the words in a particular way, he said - well, I had prepared for the honest: you see, full satin, just as a friend, but did not want him. Sometimes, people are curious idea. I am not my fault: my heart good to see I did. Now, since the thing is done, do not let it go bad -. So said, took him, and voted in one gulp.
- I understand, - said the boy, she went away.
- Ah! also you have heard, - continued Renzo: - so true. When the reasons are right ...!
Here you need all the love, we bring the truth to make us faithfully pursue a story with so little honor as a main character, one might almost say the first man in our history. For the same reason of fairness, we also feel that it was the first time that Renzo happen to a similar case and not just that its use be debauchery was the reason most of the first he succeeded so fatal. Que 'who had thrown down a few glasses from the beginning, one after another, against his custom, he went to quell'arsione he felt, he left for a certain change in mood, which left him with nothing to measure, they gave him at once in the head with a drinker a bit 'would not be exercised merely levargli thirst. On this our anonymous makes an observation, we repeat: the accounts and what can count on. Honest and temperate habits, he said, bear even this advantage, that the more they are ingrained and rooted in a man, the more easily, just as soon as you n'allontani, he suffers now, So that you remember for a long time then; and even a blunder he needs a lesson.
However, when this' first fumes had got to the head Renzo, a wine and words continued to go one down and the other up, without measure or rule, and the point where we left it was already as he could. He felt a great desire to talk, listeners, or at least that these men would take for such, were not wanting, and, for some time, the words had come away without being pray, and let s'eran place in some order. But little by little, the affair will end the sentences began to become fiercely difficult. The thought that he had submitted and determined to live his mind, s'annebbiava and vanished suddenly, and the word, after having kept you waiting a long time, was that it was not the case. In these straits, for a of this' false instincts which, in many things, rovinan men resorted to that blessed fiasco. But what help could be on the fiasco, in such a circumstance, those who have fine senses tell us.
We refer only some of the many words that he sent out, in that unfortunate evening: the many more that we omit, cancel too, because not only does not make sense, but do not have sight of: a necessary condition in a printed book.
- Ah host, host! - Began, accompanied by the eye around the table, or under the hood of the way, sometimes fixing it where it was, and always speaking in the midst of the uproar of the Brigade: - landlord that you are! I can not swallow ... that shot of the name, name and store. For a son like me ...! You have not taken well. That satisfaction, that sauce that taste ... to put on paper a poor boy? I speak, gentlemen? The hosts should take the side of 'good children ... Hear, hear, innkeeper; you want to do a comparison ... for the reason ... They laugh eh? I have some 'spirited, yes ... but the reason I say right. Tell me a little, those who sent you on the shop? The poor children, is something true? am I right? Look at 'if these' lords of the proclamations are never yourself a drink.
- All people who drink water - a neighbor said Renzo.
- They want to be in itself, - he added another - to tell lies to duty.
- Ah! - Cried Renzo - now is the poet who spoke. So you also want my other reasons. Reply Therefore, landlord and Ferrer, who is the best of all, you never came here to make a toast, and spend a beak of a penny? And that dog murderess ... Don? I was silent because they are too brain. Ferrer and his father Crrr ... I know, are two gentlemen, but there's a few of 'gentlemen'. The worst of the old 'young people and young people ... de worse 'old. However, I am glad that you have not done blood oibò; barbarism, to be left to the Executioner. Bread, oh yes. I received the Urton, but ... I've also given. Make way! abundance! alive! ... Yet even Ferrer ... a few words in Latin ... sies baraòs trapolorum ... Damn addictive! Viva! Justice! bread! ah, here are the right words! ... There we wanted this' gentlemen ... when they ran out of that damn ton ton ton ton ton ton and again. Would not have fled, I ', then. Keep it there that curate ... I think I know who!
to this word, he lowered his head, and stood some time, as if absorbed in thought, then heaved a deep sigh and looked up with eyes moist and shiny, with a grief so mawkish, so vulgar, but trouble if the person who had the object had been able to see him for a moment. But those tall men who already had begun to take fun and passionate eloquence fooled by Renzo, especially if they took his contrite air, the closest they said to the others look, and they all turned to him, so that became the laughingstock of the brigade. Not that everyone was in their right mind, or in what sense it was ordinary, but to be honest, no one had much left, as the poor Renzo, and most importantly was a farmer. They stood, now one, now another, to tease him with silly questions and coarse, with mocking ceremonies. Renzo, now gave a sign of bad to pick on, now take it in jest, now, regardless of all those voices, talking about anything, now answered, now questioning, always jump in and out of place. Fortunately, in that nonsense, he was However, as attention remained instinctive to avoid people's names; So that even what was to be the most highly dense in its memory, it was uttered: that too Sorry if that name, for which we feel a little ' affection and reverence, had been dragged for those faces, had become the plaything of those wretched languages.
Meanwhile the sun had gone down, all things diventavan of a color, and many are tired and bored of the day chatting in the dark, they returned home. Our youth, after helping the passage of the carriage, until there was need of help, and be passed himself behind that, in the ranks of 'soldiers, as in triumph, he rejoiced when he saw her run free, and out of danger, and did a little 'street with the crowd, and issued forth at the first corner, to breathe a bit too' freely. Who had done a few steps off, amidst the feelings of many, many images of recent and confused, he felt a great need to eat and rest, and began to look up, from either side looking sign of inn, because, to go to the convent of 'cappuccino, it was too late. Walking well with the head in the air, he found himself close to a circle, and stopped, he felt that there discorrevan of conjecture, to drawings, the next day. Was a moment to listen, not to say he could not keep her too, seemed to him that he could propose anything without conceit who had done so much. It believes, for all that he had seen that day, that Ormal, to send in effect one thing, bringing it into enough grace to those who were wandering the streets, - gentlemen! - Shouted, sounding debut: - I have to say I my humble opinion? My humble opinion is this: that it is only in the business the bread that you make knavery: today and since we have seen clearly that, to be felt, s'ottiene what is right, we must go on like this until he has put a remedy for all those other crimes, and that the world goes a bit 'more Christians. It is not true, gentlemen, that there is a hand of tyrants, who are just the reverse of 'Ten Commandments, and they go in search of quiet people, who does not think of them, to make them all evil, and then they're always right ? even when n'hanno made a bigger than usual, walking with his head higher, it seems that Abba to remake the rest? Already in Milan there must be a part.
- Unfortunately, - said a voice.
- I was saying I - continued Renzo: - already the stories they tell us too. And then the thing speaks for itself. We have, for example, that some one of them that I want to say I'm a bit 'in the country, a bit' in Milan: If there is a devil, he will not be an angel here, I think. So tell me a little, gentlemen, if you have never seen them with his nose all'inferriata. And what is worse (and this I can say for sure), is that there are proclamations, printed, in punishment: and not pointless proclamations, made very well, we could not find anything better and we are appointed the knavery clear, just like, and each one, its proper punishment. And he says, is who you are, vile and vulgar, and I know not. Now, go and tell the teachers, scribes and Pharisees, who do you do justice, according to who sings the crying will heed the pope as the villains: things to run the brain to any honest man. You see so clearly that the king, and those who command, the rascals would be chastised, but he did not do anything, because there is a league. So we must break it, we must go tomorrow morning to Ferrer, that this is an honest man, a gentleman in hand, and today it was possible to see how he was happy to be with the poor, and how he tried to hear the reasons that these Came and answered with good grace. You have to go to Ferrer, and tell him how things are, and I, for the part Me, I can tell him some good, I saw, co 'my eyes with such a cry-at-arms at the top, and was made by three of those who can, each of which was under his name ready-printed, and one of these names was Ferrer, seen by me, co 'my eyes now, this screams just said the right things for me, and a doctor to whom I told him I did so I do justice, com 'was the intention of this' three gentlemen, among whom there was also Ferrer, the doctor, who had made me see him cry the same, which is the most beautiful, ah! ah! seemed to tell him of insanity. I'm sure that when that dear old man heard these beautiful things that he can not know everything, especially those outside, that the world will not want to go so, and will take a good remedy. And then, too, if they make the proclamations, which must have pleased s'ubbidisca: that is also a contempt, a pitaffio with their name, count it all. And if the bullies do not want to lower his head, and do crazy, we're here to help us, as we did today. I'm not saying he devas go around in a carriage, to catch all the villains, bullies and tyrants: yes, we would like Noah's ark. He must control who gets, not only in Milan, but for all that Facciani things they say the proclamations compliant, and form a good job on all those who committed those of knavery, and where it says prison, jail, where he says prison, jail, and tell the mayor that really Facciani if \u200b\u200bnot, send them out for a walk, and making use of 'better, and then, as I say, we'll be there to lend a hand. And in order 'to hear the doctors who are poor and speak in defense of reason. Am I right, gentlemen?
Renzo had talked a lot of heart, which, from the start, a great part of 'assembled, suspended all other speech, s'eran turned to him, and at some point, all had become his audience. A cry of confused applause, - good: safe: he's right: it is too true, - it was like hearing the answer. Mancaron but not critics. - Yes, - said one - to listen to 'mountaineers are all lawyers - and if it was going. - Now, - murmured another - each scalzacane wants his say, and fury to put flesh on fire, not s'avrà the cheap bread, which is why we moved -. Renzo but he felt that the ceremony, those who took a hand, those who took the other. - Good-bye tomorrow. - Where? - On the cathedral square. - Okay. - Okay. - And something will be done. - And something will be done.
- Who is to teach these fine gentlemen who desire a tavern for a bite to eat, sleep and poor boy? - Renzo said.
- I am here to serve you, this brave young man, - said one, who had carefully listened to the sermon, and had not said anything yet. - I know just an inn that will make for you, and I will recommend to the owner, who is my friend, and gentleman.
- Near here? - Renzo said. - Not far away, - he said. The
gathered disbanded, and Renzo, after much shaking hands unknown, walked with the stranger, thanking him for his kindness.
- What? - He said: - one hand washes the other, and both wash the face. We are not obliged to make service to others? - And as we walk, was Renzo, an air of speech, now one, now another question. - Not knowing your affairs, but you seem to me very tired: From what country are you from?
- I come, - said Renzo, - up, up from Lecco.
- Since Lecco? Of Lecco are you?
- Lecco Di ... ie the territory.
- Poor young man! as far as I understand from 'your conversation, I made the big n'hanno.
- Eh! my dear good man! I had to speak with a little 'of politics, not to say in public on my own, but ... just a few days you will know, and then ... But here I see a sign of the inn, and, by my faith, I have no desire to go further.
- No, no! Come dov'ho I said, there is little, - said the guide: - here istareste not good.
- Oh, yes - the young man answered: - I am not a gentleman accustomed to star in cotton: something good to put in the castle, and a sack, I just: what I wish is to find soon one or the other. Providence! - And he entered into a usciaccio, above which hung the sign of the full moon. - Well, I will bring you here because you love it so, - said the stranger, and followed him.
- need not v'incomodiate more - Renzo said. - But - he added - if you come for a drink with me, make me pleasure.
- I'll accept your thanks, - he said, and went, as the most practical of all, before Renzo, a courtyard, approached the door he put in the kitchen, lifted the latch, opened it, and came in with his companion. Two candles in hand, hanging from two poles attached to the beam of the stage, I shed a half light. Many people were sitting, but not idle, on two benches here and there for a long, narrow table, which took almost a whole part of the room, at intervals, tablecloths and dishes, at intervals, and turn cards turned , dice thrown and collected, bottles and glasses everywhere. You could see even run Berling, parpagliole real and that if they could talk, they would probably say: "we were this morning in the bowl of a baker, or in the pockets of some viewers of the turmoil that tutt'intento went to see how the public affairs, he forgot to monitor his private affairs. " The noise was great. A boy ran back and forth, fast and furiously in the service of that board together and tables: the landlord was seated upon a small bench, under the hood of the road, busy, apparently, in certain individuals who made and unmade in the ashes, with the springs, but in reality aim to everything going on around him. He got up, the sound of the latch, and went to meet the soprarrivati. View Who had the leadership, "damn!" he said to himself: "you always m'abbia to be between 'feet when you least want!" Data then quickly look at Renzo said, even to himself, "do not know you, but this being a hunter, or dog or hare you: When you say two words, you will know." But these reflections trasparve nothing on the face of the host, who stood motionless as a portrait: a plump face and bright, with a bushy beard, reddish, and two clear eyes and fixed.
- What comandan these gentlemen? - He said aloud.
- First of all, a good bottle of wine sincere - Renzo said: - and then a bite -. So saying, he threw himself down on a bench, toward the top of the table, and sent a - ah! - Sound, as if to say: do we need a little 'bench, after having been so long, and standing in business. But he was immediately springs to mind that table and bench, which had been sitting the last time, with Lucy and Agnes, and put a sigh. Then shook his head as iscacciar for that thought: and saw the host come with wine. The fellow had sat down Renzo in the face. This mixes the drink immediately, saying to wet the lips -. And the other filled with glass, downed it in one gulp.
- What will you give me something to eat? - He said the landlord.
- I stew: you like? - He said this.
- Yes, good; stew.
- You will be served, - said the host Renzo, and to the boy: - serve this stranger -. And walked towards the road. - Ma .. - Then resumed, returning to Renzo - but bread, do not n'ho on this day.
- the bread - Renzo said, out loud and laughing - we thought Providence -. It brought out the third and last of these 'bread tucked under the cross of St. Denis, the rose in the air, shouting: - here is the bread of Providence!
All'esclamazione, many turned, and seeing that trophy in the air, one shouted: - long live the cheap bread!
- Inexpensive? - Renzo said: - gratis et amore.
- Better, better.
- But - Renzo immediately said, - I would not want you gentlemen to think evil. Not that I have to, as they say, pinched. I found it in the earth, and even if I could find the owner, I am ready to pagarglielo.
- Bravo! bravo! - Shouted, laughing louder, the companions, no one de 'which crossed my mind that those words were said really.
- believe me songs, but that's it, - Renzo said to his guide, and, turning hand the bread, he added: - see how they accommodated, it seems a dunk, but there was next! If you trovavan the bones of those who have a little 'hold, have been fresh -. And immediately devoured three or four bites of the bread, he sent back a second glass of wine, and added: - If you dont want to go down this bread. I never had my throat so dry. Made himself a great shout!
- Prepare a good bed to this young person, - said the guide: - because going to sleep here.
- you want to sleep here? - Asked the landlord to Renzo, approaching the table.
- Safe - Renzo replied: - a good bed, enough that the lenzoli are of laundry, because I'm poor son, but accustomed to cleaning.
- Oh, for that matter! - Said the landlord went to the bench, which was in a corner of the kitchen and returned with an inkwell and a piece of white paper in one hand and a pen in the other.
- What does this mean? - Renzo said, swallowing a mouthful of the stew that the boy had put forward, and then smiled with amazement, said, - is the lenzolo laundry, CODEST?
The landlord, without replying, put on the table the ink and paper, then put on the table the same left arm and right elbow, and with a pen in the air, and face up to Renzo, said - let me pleased to tell me your name and country.
- What? - Renzo said: - what enters Codest stories with the bed?
- I am doing my duty, - said the host, looking into her face and driving - we are obliged to render account of all the people who come to stay with us: full name, and that nation will be, what shop is, if you have weapons with him ... How long has to stay in this city ... Are words of the proclamation.
Before answering, Renzo voted another drink: it was the third, and from now on I'm afraid we can no longer count them. Then he said - ha ha! you have the shout! And I make account to be teachers of the law, and then I know immediately that the case is made of the proclamations.
- I mean really - "said the host, always watching the silent partner Renzo, and went back to the bench, he rose from a large sheet cassette, a copy of their cries and came to explain it before the eyes of Renzo.
- Ah! here! - That said, raising his glass filled with a new, and vote again immediately, and then stretching the other hand, with an outstretched finger toward the crying - that's that beautiful sheet of the missal. I welcome very much. I know that weapon, and I know what it's like the face of Aryan, with the rope around his neck -. (In the top of the proclamations he would then the arms of the governor, and in that of Don Gonzalo Fernandez de Cordoba, a Moorish king stood shackled by the throat). - It means, that face: controlling who can and those who want to obey. When this will make it go Mr. Don in jail ... enough, I know, as he says in another piece of this missal companion, and when the fact so that an honest young man to marry a young man who is honest happy to marry him, then I will tell my name to this face, I'll give a kiss for more. I may have good reasons not to say, my name. Oh nice! Villainy And if, under his command who had a hand in other rogues, because if it was just ... - And I ended the sentence with a gesture - if you know where I would have a Villainy, to get me some trick, I wonder if it would move side to help me. I have to say on my own! This is also new. I came to Milan to confess, say, but I confess to a Capuchin Father, so to speak, and not a landlord.
The host was silent, and continued to look at the guide, which did not demonstrate fate Varuna. Renzo, sorry to say it, drank another glass, and continued: - I'll take you for a reason, my dear host, you capaciterà. If the proclamations that they talk well, in favor of 'good Christians, do not count, much less devon counting those that they talk badly. So all quest'imbrogli lever, and door in place of another fiasco, because this is a fool -. So saying, he struck him lightly with his knuckles, and added: - Hear, hear, host, like bun.
Again, Renzo had, little by little, attracted the attention of those who stood round about: and this time, he was applauded by his audience.
- What should I do? - Said the landlord, looking at the stranger, who was not so for him.
- Come, come, - cried many of these 'buddies: - this young man is right: they are all bullying, traps, hanged: New Law Today, the new law. Amid these cries, the stranger, giving the landlord a look of reproach, to explore that question too, he said - let a bit 'to make its way: do not make scenes.
- I have done my duty, - said the host, strong, and then to himself: "I now have their backs to the wall." It took the paper, pen, ink, the screams, and the voting fiasco, to deliver it to the boy.
- Port of the same, - Renzo said: - I find that good man, and we will put it to bed as the other, without asking first and last name, and that nation will be, and what you do, and if it has to be a piece in this city.
- thereto, - said the host to the boy, giving him the bottle, and returned to sit under the hood of the road. "Other than hare!" thought, history of new ash "and in which hands you've come! piece of ass! if you drown, drown, but the landlord must go hence the full moon of the way, for your madness." Renzo
thanked the leadership and all those others who had taken his share. - Good friends! - He said - just now I see that the gentlemen join hands, and they support -. Then, clearing the air right above the table, and putting them back in an attitude of a preacher - much, - he said - that all those who govern the world, voglian to enter all paper, pen and ink! Also the pen in the air! Great desire to have these 'lords of the pen use some skill!
- Hey, the honest campaign! want to know the reason? - Said with a laugh one of those 'players, who won.
- We hear a little - Renzo said.
- The reason is this, - he said that: - these 'gentlemen is they that eat up the geese, and there one finds many pens, many feathers, that something must be that they make.
Everyone began to laugh, that the comrade who lost out.
- To ' - Renzo said: - he is a poet. There's something here of 'poets already arises for everything. N'ho a vein, too, and sometimes they say some curious ... but when things go well.
To understand this nonsense of the poor Renzo, you should know that among the common people of Milan, and even more of the countryside, the poet does not mean yes, like all decent people, a sacred talent, an inhabitant of Pindus, a student of the Muses; means a brain and a bit bizarre 'jump, which I' speeches and 'facts, and the winch has more strange that what is reasonable. Guastamestieri so that the common people is to tamper with the bold words, and to tell them things away from their legitimate meaning! Why, I ask myself, what a poet has to do with brain leap?
- But I tell you the right reason - Renzo said: - why is the pen tengon them, and so, their words that they say, fly away and disappear, the words he says a poor boy, are well aware, and hurry infilzan the air, with that pen, and I'll nail it on paper, to serve, time and place. They also have another malice that, when they want to cheat a poor boy who has not studied, but has a bit 'of ... I know what I mean ... - And to make himself understood, was beating, and battering rams as the forehead with the tip of the index - beginning to understand and perceive that cheating, Taff, slut in a few words in his speech in Latin, to make him lose the thread, to confound his head. Simply, it must stop using! Today, event, everything has been done in the vernacular, and without paper, pen and ink, and tomorrow, if people will set, it will also better, not hurt one hair on anyone, however, because all of Justice.
Meanwhile, some of those 'buddies s'eran remitted to play, others to eat, many shouting, some went away, other people arrived, the landlord cared for both of them: all things that have to do with our history. The unknown guide could not wait to go away, not had, what seemed, no matter in what place, yet did not want to leave before he had chatted a little longer with Renzo in particular. She turned to him, hung up the discourse of bread, and after some of those phrases that, for some time, ran all the vents, came to put out one of his projects. - Eh! if you command me, - he said - I would find the going to make things right.
- What would you do? - Renzo asked, looking with bright eyes two more of duty, and twisting a bit 'mouth, as if to be more careful.
- How do I do? - He said: - I wish there was bread for all, so much for the poor as for the rich.
- Ah! that's right, - said Renzo.
- here's how. A meta honest, that all we could live. Then, distribute the bread in the mouths of the reason: because there degl'ingordi prying, who would like everything to them, and do so at Ruffa crook, blindside to good account, and then missing the bread to the poor people. So break bread. How do you do? It is this: give a nice note to each family in proportion to the mouths, to fetch the bread from the baker. To me, for example, should issue a ticket in this form: Ambrose Fusella, professional swordsmith, with his wife and four children, all aged to eat bread (note): he should be given so much bread, and many pay money. But do the right thing, always in proportion to the ports. To you, for example, should take a ticket to ... your name?
- Lorenzo Tramaglino, - said the youth, who, enamored of the project, did not care that it was all based on paper, pen and ink, and that, to put in place, the first thing would be to collect the names of people.
- Fine, - said the stranger: - but your wife and children?
- well I should ... children no ... too soon ... but his wife ... if the world went as it should go ...
- Ah, you're alone! So be patient, but a smaller portion.
- It is right, but soon, I hope ... and with the help of God. Simply, when I had a wife?
- So you change your ticket, and a growing portion. As I have said, always because of the mouths - The stranger said, rising.
- That's right - Renzo cried, and went, shouting and beating his fist on the table - and why not make a law like this?
- What can I say? Meanwhile, I give you good night, and I'm off, because I think the wife and children I expected for some time.
- Another drip, drip another - Renzo cried, filling his glass of him quickly, and immediately got up, and acchiappatolo for a flap of his jacket, pulled strong, to make it sit again. - Another drip: I do not quest'affronto.
But the friend, with a Stratta, got away, leaving a jumble of Renzo make demands and accusations, he said again: - good night - and left. Renzo still continued to preach, that was already in the street, and then sank back on the bench. He fixed his eyes on that which had filled glass, and saw pass in front of the table the boy, the hinted to stop, as if he had some business to communicate, then waved his glass, and a preliminary slow and solemn, standing out the words in a particular way, he said - well, I had prepared for the honest: you see, full satin, just as a friend, but did not want him. Sometimes, people are curious idea. I am not my fault: my heart good to see I did. Now, since the thing is done, do not let it go bad -. So said, took him, and voted in one gulp.
- I understand, - said the boy, she went away.
- Ah! also you have heard, - continued Renzo: - so true. When the reasons are right ...!
Here you need all the love, we bring the truth to make us faithfully pursue a story with so little honor as a main character, one might almost say the first man in our history. For the same reason of fairness, we also feel that it was the first time that Renzo happen to a similar case and not just that its use be debauchery was the reason most of the first he succeeded so fatal. Que 'who had thrown down a few glasses from the beginning, one after another, against his custom, he went to quell'arsione he felt, he left for a certain change in mood, which left him with nothing to measure, they gave him at once in the head with a drinker a bit 'would not be exercised merely levargli thirst. On this our anonymous makes an observation, we repeat: the accounts and what can count on. Honest and temperate habits, he said, bear even this advantage, that the more they are ingrained and rooted in a man, the more easily, just as soon as you n'allontani, he suffers now, So that you remember for a long time then; and even a blunder he needs a lesson.
However, when this' first fumes had got to the head Renzo, a wine and words continued to go one down and the other up, without measure or rule, and the point where we left it was already as he could. He felt a great desire to talk, listeners, or at least that these men would take for such, were not wanting, and, for some time, the words had come away without being pray, and let s'eran place in some order. But little by little, the affair will end the sentences began to become fiercely difficult. The thought that he had submitted and determined to live his mind, s'annebbiava and vanished suddenly, and the word, after having kept you waiting a long time, was that it was not the case. In these straits, for a of this' false instincts which, in many things, rovinan men resorted to that blessed fiasco. But what help could be on the fiasco, in such a circumstance, those who have fine senses tell us.
We refer only some of the many words that he sent out, in that unfortunate evening: the many more that we omit, cancel too, because not only does not make sense, but do not have sight of: a necessary condition in a printed book.
- Ah host, host! - Began, accompanied by the eye around the table, or under the hood of the way, sometimes fixing it where it was, and always speaking in the midst of the uproar of the Brigade: - landlord that you are! I can not swallow ... that shot of the name, name and store. For a son like me ...! You have not taken well. That satisfaction, that sauce that taste ... to put on paper a poor boy? I speak, gentlemen? The hosts should take the side of 'good children ... Hear, hear, innkeeper; you want to do a comparison ... for the reason ... They laugh eh? I have some 'spirited, yes ... but the reason I say right. Tell me a little, those who sent you on the shop? The poor children, is something true? am I right? Look at 'if these' lords of the proclamations are never yourself a drink.
- All people who drink water - a neighbor said Renzo.
- They want to be in itself, - he added another - to tell lies to duty.
- Ah! - Cried Renzo - now is the poet who spoke. So you also want my other reasons. Reply Therefore, landlord and Ferrer, who is the best of all, you never came here to make a toast, and spend a beak of a penny? And that dog murderess ... Don? I was silent because they are too brain. Ferrer and his father Crrr ... I know, are two gentlemen, but there's a few of 'gentlemen'. The worst of the old 'young people and young people ... de worse 'old. However, I am glad that you have not done blood oibò; barbarism, to be left to the Executioner. Bread, oh yes. I received the Urton, but ... I've also given. Make way! abundance! alive! ... Yet even Ferrer ... a few words in Latin ... sies baraòs trapolorum ... Damn addictive! Viva! Justice! bread! ah, here are the right words! ... There we wanted this' gentlemen ... when they ran out of that damn ton ton ton ton ton ton and again. Would not have fled, I ', then. Keep it there that curate ... I think I know who!
to this word, he lowered his head, and stood some time, as if absorbed in thought, then heaved a deep sigh and looked up with eyes moist and shiny, with a grief so mawkish, so vulgar, but trouble if the person who had the object had been able to see him for a moment. But those tall men who already had begun to take fun and passionate eloquence fooled by Renzo, especially if they took his contrite air, the closest they said to the others look, and they all turned to him, so that became the laughingstock of the brigade. Not that everyone was in their right mind, or in what sense it was ordinary, but to be honest, no one had much left, as the poor Renzo, and most importantly was a farmer. They stood, now one, now another, to tease him with silly questions and coarse, with mocking ceremonies. Renzo, now gave a sign of bad to pick on, now take it in jest, now, regardless of all those voices, talking about anything, now answered, now questioning, always jump in and out of place. Fortunately, in that nonsense, he was However, as attention remained instinctive to avoid people's names; So that even what was to be the most highly dense in its memory, it was uttered: that too Sorry if that name, for which we feel a little ' affection and reverence, had been dragged for those faces, had become the plaything of those wretched languages.
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