The Jewel Merchants | Page 4

something of interest to show me.
GUIDO Am I to be welcomed merely for the sake of my gems? You were more gracious, you were more beautifully like your lovely name, on the fortunate day that I first encountered you ... only six weeks ago, and only yonder, where the path crosses the highway. But now that I esteem myself your friend, you greet me like a stranger. You do not even invite me into your garden. I much prefer the manner in which you told me the way to the inn when I was an unknown passer-by. And yet your pennant promised greeting.
GRACIOSA (_With the smile of an exceptionally candid angel._) Ah, Guido, I flew it the very minute the boy from the inn brought me your message!
GUIDO Now, there is the greeting I had hoped for! But how do you escape your father's watch so easily?
GRACIOSA My father has no need to watch me in this lonely hill castle. Ever since I can remember I have wandered at will in the forest. My father knows that to me every path is as familiar as one of the corridors in his house; and in no one of them did I ever meet anybody except charcoal-burners, and sometimes a nun from the convent, and--oh, yes!--you. But descend, friend Guido.
_Thus encouraged, GUIDO descends from the top of the wall to the top of the bench, and thence, via its seat, to the ground. You are thereby enabled to discover that his nether portions are clad in dark blue tights and soft leather shoes with pointed turned-up toes. It is also noticeable that he carries a jewel pack of purple, which, when opened, reveals an orange lining._
GUIDO (_With as much irony as the pleasure he takes in being again with this dear child permits._) That "Oh, yes, you!" is a very fitting reward for my devotion. For I find that nowadays I travel about the kingdom buying jewels less for my patrons at court than for the pleasure of having your eyes appraise them, and smile at me.
GRACIOSA (_With the condescension of a great lady._) Guido, you have in point of fact been very kind to me, and very amusing, too, in my loneliness on the top of this hill. (_Drawing back the sleeve from her left arm, she reveals the trinket there._) See, here is the turquoise bracelet I had from you the second time you passed. I wear it always--secretly.
GUIDO That is wise, for the turquoise is a talisman. They say that the woman who wears a turquoise is thereby assured of marrying the person whom she prefers.
GRACIOSA I do not know about that, nor do I expect to have much choice as to what rich nobleman marries me, but I know that I love this bracelet--
GUIDO In fact, they are handsome stones.
GRACIOSA Because it reminds me constantly of the hours which I have spent here with my lute--
GUIDO Oh, with your lute!
GRACIOSA And with your pack of lovely jewels--
GUIDO Yes, to be sure! with my jewels.
GRACIOSA And with you.
GUIDO There is again my gracious lady. Now, in reward for that, you shall feast your eyes.
GRACIOSA (_All eagerness._) And what have you to-day?
_GUIDO opens his pack. She bends above it with hands outstretched._
GUIDO (_Taking out a necklace._) For one thing, pearls, black pearls, set with a clasp of emeralds. See! They will become you.
GRACIOSA (_Taking them, pressing them to her cheek._) How cool! But I--poor child of a poor noble--I cannot afford such.
GUIDO Oh, I did not mean to offer them to you to-day. No, this string is intended for the Duke's favorite, Count Eglamore.
GRACIOSA (_Stiffening._) Count Eglamore! These are for him?
GUIDO For Count Eglamore.
GRACIOSA Has the upstart such taste?
GUIDO If it be taste to appreciate pearls, then the Duke's chief officer has excellent taste. He seeks them far and wide. He will be very generous in paying for this string.
_GRACIOSA drops the pearls, in which she no longer delights. She returns to the bench, and sits down and speaks with a sort of disappointment._
GRACIOSA I am sorry to learn that this Eglamore is among your patrons.
GUIDO (_Still half engrossed by the contents of his pack. The man loves jewels equally for their value and their beauty._) Oh, the nobles complain of him, but we merchants have no quarrel with Eglamore. He buys too lavishly.
GRACIOSA Do you think only of buying and selling, Guido?
GUIDO It is a pursuit not limited to us who frankly live by sale and purchase. Count Eglamore, for example, knows that men may be bought as readily as merchandise. It is one reason why he is so hated--by the unbought.
GRACIOSA (_Irritated by the title._) Count Eglamore, indeed! I ask in my prayers every night that some honest gentleman may contrive to cut the throat of this abominable