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The Magicians of Caprona. Diana Wynne Jones
Читать онлайн.Название The Magicians of Caprona
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isbn 9780007369096
Автор произведения Diana Wynne Jones
Жанр Детская проза
Издательство HarperCollins
“…With golden fruit for everyone,”
Marco concluded. He put up a hand, picked one of the pears and held it, rather diffidently, out to Antonio.
There were murmurs of appreciation from the rest of the family. Antonio took the pear and sniffed it. And he smiled, to Marco’s evident relief. “Good fruit,” he said. “That was very elegantly done, Signor Andretti. But there is one more thing I must ask you. Would you agree to change your name to Montana? That is our custom, you see.”
“Yes, Rosa told me,” said Marco. “And – and this is a difficulty. My brother needs me in his firm, and he too wants to keep his family name. Would it be all right if I’m known as Montana when I’m here, and as – as Andretti when I’m at home with my brother?”
“You mean you and Rosa wouldn’t live here?” Antonio asked, astonished.
“Not all the time. No,” said Marco. From the way he said it, it was clear he was not going to change his mind.
This was serious. Antonio looked at Old Niccolo. And there were grave faces all round at the thought of the family being broken up.
“I don’t see why they shouldn’t,” said Elizabeth.
“Well – my great-uncle did it,” Old Niccolo said. “But it was not a success. His wife ran off to Sicily with a greasy little warlock.”
“That doesn’t mean I’m going to!” Rosa said.
The family wavered, with the tree gently rattling in their midst. Everyone loved Rosa. Marco was clearly nice. Nobody wanted to break their hearts. But this idea of living away from the Casa—!
Aunt Francesca heaved herself forward, saying, “I side with Elizabeth. Our Rosa has found herself a nice boy with more talent and a better voice than I’ve seen outside our family for years. Let them get married.”
Antonio looked dreadfully worried at this, but he did not pull his lip. He seemed to be relaxing, ready to agree, when Rinaldo set the tree rattling furiously by pushing his way underneath it.
“Just a moment. Aren’t we all being a bit trustful? Who is this fellow, after all? Why haven’t we come across him and his talents before?”
Paolo hung his head and watched Rinaldo under his hair. This was Rinaldo in the mood he least admired. Rinaldo loud and aggressive, with an unpleasant twist to his mouth. Rinaldo was still a little pale from the cut on his head, but this went rather well with the black clothes and the red brigand’s scarf. Rinaldo knew it did. He flung up his head with an air, and contemptuously brushed off a petal that had fallen on his black sleeve. And he looked at Marco, challenging him to answer.
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