Like the rest of Rome, he has already learned enthusiasm for the Tribune--devotion to the Tribune's bride.
Will you, in truth, admit him of your household?
He will not dishonour your protection by his blood, nor, I trust, by his bearing." "I would take his face for his guarantee, madam, even without so distinguished a recommendation as your own.

Is he Roman?
His name then must be known to me." "Pardon me, lady," replied Ursula: "He bears the name of Angelo Villani--not that of his sire or mother.

The honour of a noble house for ever condemns his parentage to rest unknown.

He is the offspring of a love unsanctioned by the church." "He is the more to be loved, then, and to be pitied--victim of sin not his own!" answered Nina, with moistened eyes, as she saw the deep and burning blush that covered the boy's cheeks.

"With the Tribune's reign commences a new era of nobility, when rank and knighthood shall be won by a man's own merit--not that of his ancestors.