Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER XXIII. THE TORTUBE. " Babbarigo. He shed no tears. Lobedaxo. He cried out twice. Babbarigo. A saint had done Bo, Even with the crown of glory in his eye, At such inhuman artifice of pain As was forced on him; but he did not cry For pity; not a word nor groan escaped him, And those two shrieks were not in supplication, But wrong from pangs, and followed by no prayers." Bybon. " The Two Foboabi." Beatrice loved the sun of autumn, the twilight rays, and the long shadows from the west. Often, accompanied by her sister in law, Donna Louisa, whom she had learned to love as a sister, and revere as a mother, she found pleasure in strolling through the streets of Rome, followed hy a servant 'dressed in black and two or three liveried attendants, as was then the custom with Roman patricians. One day, during the usual walk, they reached the Piazza Farnese : proceeding thence by the street of Corte Savella they entered the Via Giulia. In this street, Beatrice attentively observed a building of lugubrious appearance, dark, huge, without windows, or other openings, except a door which was so low that no one could enter it without stooping. Above this door was the half figure, in marble, of a Christ, with arms extended, as though he would say to the sorrowful guest about to enter : " When the anguish of suffering shall overcome thee, think, if thou art innocent, what I, though most innocent, haveendured : if guilty, reflect that, whenever thou turnest to me with a penitent heart, thou wilt find my arms extended to receive thee into my bosom." A thick, damp mist saddened the sky: and the moist vapory air rising from the Tiber fell in drops from the walls and shrouded the entire building. Beatrice remained a long time looking at this dismal edifice; b...