THE CERTOSA OF FLORENCE 
that he asks is justice, that justice which is not denied 
to heretics or Jews, and remarks in conclusion that 
were he as rich in substance as he is in enemies, the 
rents due to the Papal See by the Queen would soon 
be paid, Sicily subdued, and all the foes of the realm 
conquered. “ But misery alone is without envy, 
and because we know not what it is we seek, all is 
for the best. Farewell.” 
Already in this letter, written from Melfi on the 
feast of St. Stephen, 1364, there was a foreboding of 
the coming end. A fever had then attacked him, 
which, however, passed off in a short time, but he 
only lived till the following November, when a few 
days’ illness ended his career at the early age of fifty- 
five. 
The suddenness of his death filled Naples with 
consternation at the moment. The prop of the king¬ 
dom was gone, the man who had saved the throne and 
restored peace to the Sicilies, and there was no one to 
fill up the gap which he had left. 
In a short note Angelo Acciaiuoli, his son and 
successor in all his dignities, communicated the sad 
news to the prior of the Certosa, and the prayers of 
the whole Carthusian Order were asked for the soul 
of their illustrious benefactor. His own city of 
Florence was the first to do him honour, and paid 
magnificent homage to the memory of “ this our most 
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