"Send them away, my lord," he whispered. "Let them not remain here--send them away." "With a refusal?" Della Scala lifted his white face. "With a refusal?" he muttered stupidly. "With what else?" said Giorgio firmly. "With what else?" Giannotto moved a little nearer and spoke with a sickly smile. "Our answer may wait. The Duke of Milan gives a day in which my Lord of Verona may decide upon his answer." "Give them their answer now," whispered Ligozzi, eagerly. "Do not let them imagine for one moment that you hesitat…
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