Chapter 64

"Meanwhile, the sun is shining hot, lady," said a third attendant. "Will you not come into the shelter?" Graziosa moved away; the white roses at her bosom were not more pure than her face. Two pages lifted her rich train, and as she crossed the terrace a third came and spoke to her on bended knee. "My Lord Giannotto waits your pleasure, lady." "Tell him I am here," and the color rose in Graziosa's face at so much honor. She turned to the steps where Giannotto waited, cap in hand, and advanced toward him. "Lady," sa…