text:  With the son our narrative is not concerned; the daughter Bianca Capello was a charming girl of the age of fifteen or sixteen of a pale complexion on which the blood at every emotion would appear and pass like a roseate cloud; her hair of that rich flaxen which Raphael has made so beautiful; her eyes dark and full of lustre her figure slight and flexile but of that flexibility which denotes no weakness but force of character; prompt as another Juliet to love and waiting only till some Romeo should cross her path to say like the maid of Verona--'I will be to thee or to the tomb!' "She saw Pietro Bonaventuri: the window of his chamber looked out upon hers; they exchanged glances signs promises of love