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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Borgherini</strong> <strong>Enigma</strong> Page: 20 / 179tranquil grandeur wide open spaces, monumental temples in ideal settings; he painted inprincely glory. Bachiacca, one of his most gifted students, is a street-brawler!’Pierfrancesco hurt in a few places too, but he had escaped the least harmed. He was dead-<strong>be</strong>at,though. He slumped at the table in front of Granacci and rinsed his mouth. Contrary toGranacci, he felt elated. He had <strong>be</strong>en in his first tavern-fight! He heard his father always shoutthat his son was a milk-boy, a mother’s baby, who shied away from any, slightest violence.Now, he had actually fought in a tavern! True, he had not terraced many opposers, but he had<strong>be</strong>en at the centre of the brawl. He would not dare to tell to his father Salvi where he had <strong>be</strong>enthat night, but he had not fled disgracefully, and if Bachiacca was now sleeping in his cot, thatwas not to a little due to him, Pierfrancesco. Pierfrancesco grinned and drank the fresh, coolwater to spit the dust of the tavern-floor from his crusted lips. Granacci just continued to gruntand dug his head in his hands.Pierfrancesco looked at the white linen rectangle that stood against the wall. He gathered hiscourage and last energy to tear away the linen, but he let the picture where it was. He lookedat the girl and followed her traits with his eyes, as if he were caressing her face. He studiedthe portrait, for he wanted to remem<strong>be</strong>r the face. He was convinced he was in love with thegirl. He had first thought he was a fool, and then he convinced himself he did not know at allwhat love meant, but finally he was sure that - <strong>be</strong>cause he just could not forget the face - thismust <strong>be</strong> love. <strong>The</strong> maiden smiled like a Madonna and her eyes caught his, straight on, as ever.‘I am going to find you,’ he said boldly to the picture, inebriated by his experience in thetavern, ‘and I will make you fall in love with me, and then we will marry and have children.And I will keep you in my palace and all Florence will bow to you when we organise feasts,and Florence will <strong>be</strong> envious of your <strong>be</strong>auty. What do I care that you are a princess! Nobodystops a <strong>Borgherini</strong> from getting what he wants, and certainly not Pierfrancesco dei<strong>Borgherini</strong>! I will show father; to hell with who he wants me to marry. I want this one!’Pierfrancesco lifted his cup and said health to the picture. He chuckled. He would not have theaudacity even to go up to the girl when he met her, and tell her something funny to start aconversation. He would never dare approach such a <strong>be</strong>auty alone. He was only havingillusions about the girl.Granacci watched his young friend with awe and surprise, without <strong>be</strong>ing noticed byPierfrancesco, and only heard the words.‘Oh no, more trouble coming!’ he sighed, and that was his only comment for the rest of thenight.In the early morning, Granacci and Pierfrancesco supported each other and walked arms-overshouldersto the <strong>Borgherini</strong> palace in the Borgo Santi Apostoli. Pierfrancesco had to shout andbang on the wooden panels <strong>be</strong>fore the massive doors of the <strong>Borgherini</strong> manor creaked open.Granacci refused to stay and pass the night in the palace. He rambled along to his own house.Copyright © René Dewil Version 2 Num<strong>be</strong>r of words: 108230 July 2009

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