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"
Spada
set
out
about
two
o'clock
to
San
Pierdarena
.
The
pope
awaited
him
.
The
first
sight
that
attracted
the
eyes
of
Spada
was
that
of
his
nephew
,
in
full
costume
,
and
Caesar
Borgia
paying
him
most
marked
attentions
.
Spada
turned
pale
,
as
Caesar
looked
at
him
with
an
ironical
air
,
which
proved
that
he
had
anticipated
all
,
and
that
the
snare
was
well
spread
.
They
began
dinner
and
Spada
was
only
able
to
inquire
of
his
nephew
if
he
had
received
his
message
.
The
nephew
replied
no
;
perfectly
comprehending
the
meaning
of
the
question
.
It
was
too
late
,
for
he
had
already
drunk
a
glass
of
excellent
wine
,
placed
for
him
expressly
by
the
pope
's
butler
.
Spada
at
the
same
moment
saw
another
bottle
approach
him
,
which
he
was
pressed
to
taste
.
An
hour
afterwards
a
physician
declared
they
were
both
poisoned
through
eating
mushrooms
.
Spada
died
on
the
threshold
of
the
vineyard
;
the
nephew
expired
at
his
own
door
,
making
signs
which
his
wife
could
not
comprehend
.
"
Then
Caesar
and
the
pope
hastened
to
lay
hands
on
the
heritage
,
under
presence
of
seeking
for
the
papers
of
the
dead
man
.
But
the
inheritance
consisted
in
this
only
,
a
scrap
of
paper
on
which
Spada
had
written
:
--
'
I
bequeath
to
my
beloved
nephew
my
coffers
,
my
books
,
and
,
amongst
others
,
my
breviary
with
the
gold
corners
,
which
I
beg
he
will
preserve
in
remembrance
of
his
affectionate
uncle
.
'
"
The
heirs
sought
everywhere
,
admired
the
breviary
,
laid
hands
on
the
furniture
,
and
were
greatly
astonished
that
Spada
,
the
rich
man
,
was
really
the
most
miserable
of
uncles
--
no
treasures
--
unless
they
were
those
of
science
,
contained
in
the
library
and
laboratories
.
That
was
all
.
Caesar
and
his
father
searched
,
examined
,
scrutinized
,
but
found
nothing
,
or
at
least
very
little
;
not
exceeding
a
few
thousand
crowns
in
plate
,
and
about
the
same
in
ready
money
;
but
the
nephew
had
time
to
say
to
his
wife
before
he
expired
:
'
Look
well
among
my
uncle
's
papers
;
there
is
a
will
.
'
"
They
sought
even
more
thoroughly
than
the
august
heirs
had
done
,
but
it
was
fruitless
.
There
were
two
palaces
and
a
vineyard
behind
the
Palatine
Hill
;
but
in
these
days
landed
property
had
not
much
value
,
and
the
two
palaces
and
the
vineyard
remained
to
the
family
since
they
were
beneath
the
rapacity
of
the
pope
and
his
son
.
Months
and
years
rolled
on
.
Alexander
VI
.
died
,
poisoned
--
you
know
by
what
mistake
.
Caesar
,
poisoned
at
the
same
time
,
escaped
by
shedding
his
skin
like
a
snake
;
but
the
new
skin
was
spotted
by
the
poison
till
it
looked
like
a
tiger
's
.
Then
,
compelled
to
quit
Rome
,
he
went
and
got
himself
obscurely
killed
in
a
night
skirmish
,
scarcely
noticed
in
history
.
After
the
pope
's
death
and
his
son
's
exile
,
it
was
supposed
that
the
Spada
family
would
resume
the
splendid
position
they
had
held
before
the
cardinal
's
time
;
but
this
was
not
the
case
.
The
Spadas
remained
in
doubtful
ease
,
a
mystery
hung
over
this
dark
affair
,
and
the
public
rumor
was
,
that
Caesar
,
a
better
politician
than
his
father
,
had
carried
off
from
the
pope
the
fortune
of
the
two
cardinals
.
I
say
the
two
,
because
Cardinal
Rospigliosi
,
who
had
not
taken
any
precaution
,
was
completely
despoiled
.
"
Up
to
this
point
,
"
said
Faria
,
interrupting
the
thread
of
his
narrative
,
"
this
seems
to
you
very
meaningless
,
no
doubt
,
eh
?
"
"
Oh
,
my
friend
,
"
cried
Dantes
,
"
on
the
contrary
,
it
seems
as
if
I
were
reading
a
most
interesting
narrative
;
go
on
,
I
beg
of
you
.
"
"
I
will
.
"
"
The
family
began
to
get
accustomed
to
their
obscurity
.
Years
rolled
on
,
and
amongst
the
descendants
some
were
soldiers
,
others
diplomatists
;
some
churchmen
,
some
bankers
;
some
grew
rich
,
and
some
were
ruined
.
I
come
now
to
the
last
of
the
family
,
whose
secretary
I
was
--
the
Count
of
Spada
.
I
had
often
heard
him
complain
of
the
disproportion
of
his
rank
with
his
fortune
;
and
I
advised
him
to
invest
all
he
had
in
an
annuity
.
