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THOSE BARREN LEAVES part i An Evening at Mrs. Aldwinkle's Chapter I fnr^HE little town of Vezza stands at the confluence of two J ^ torrents that come down in two deep valleys from the Apuan mountains, Turbulently—for they still remember their mountain source—the united streams run through the town ; silence in Vezza is the continuous sound of running waters. Then, gradually, the little river changes its character ; the valley broadens out, soon the hills are left behind and the waters, grown placid as a Dutch canal, glide slowly through the meadows of the coastal plain and mingle with the tideless Mediterranean. Dominating Vezza itself, a bold promontory of hill juts out like a wedge between the two valleys. Near the top of the hill and set in the midst of ilex trees and tall cypresses that rise up blackly out of the misty olives, stands a huge house. A solemn and regular façade, twenty windows wide, looks down over the terraced cypresses and the olive trees on to the town. Behind and above this façade one sees irregular masses of buildings cUmbing up the slopes beyond. And the whole is dominated by a tall slender tower that blossoms out at the top, after the manner of Italian towers, into overhanging machicolations. It is the summer palace of the Cybo Malaspina, one-time Princes of Massa and Carrara, Dukes of Vezza, and marquesses, counts and barons of various other villages in the immediate neighbourhood. The road is steep that leads up from Vezza to the palace of the Cybo Malaspina, perched on the hill above the town.