'Checco, we have decided that it will be better for us to have charge of the children of Count Girolamo; and therefore we have come to summon you to give them into our hands.'
'If that is all you came for, Niccolo, you can go.' ...
'I imagine that depends on me; and I intend to keep the children.'
'Take care, Checco; remember that you are not our master.'
'And who are you, Antonio, I should like to know?'
'I am a member of the council of Forli, just as you are; no more, no less.'
'No,' said Checco, furiously; 'I will tell you whom you are. You are the miserable cur who pandered to the tyrant and helped him to oppress the people which I liberated; and the people spat upon you! You are the miserable cur who fawned upon me when I had killed the tyrant, and in your slavish adulation you proposed to make me ruler in his stead; and I spat upon you! And now you are afraid again and you are trying to make peace with the Duke by betraying me, and it is from you that come the propositions to give me up to Lodovico. That is what you are! Look at yourself and be proud!'
Antonio was about to give a heated answer, but Niccolo interrupted him.
'Be quiet, Antonio! Now, Checco, let us have the children.'
'I will not, I tell you! I saved their lives, and they are mine by right. They are mine because I killed the Count; because I took them prisoners; because I hold them; and because they are necessary for my safety.'
'They are necessary for our safety, too, and we, the council of Forli, summon you, Checco d'Orsi, to surrender them.'
Niccolo and Antonio stepped forward. Checco whipped out his sword.
'By God, I swear I will kill the first man who crosses this threshold!'
Gradually the people had collected, till behind the councillors there was a formidable crowd. They watched with eagerness the dispute, hailing with joy the opportunity of humiliating their old hero. They had broken out in mocking laughter while Checco was railing at Antonio, now they shouted,--
They began to hoot and hiss, calling Checco foul names, accusing him of causing all their troubles, naming him tyrant and usurper. Checco stood looking at them, trembling with rage. Niccolo stepped forward once more.
'Give them up, Checco, or it will be the worse for you.'