The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality
what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. I had to ask Mr. ”
He stood looking at the preparations before them with an unusual preoccupation
of manner, then roused himself to take her jacket, a little awkwardly, and hand it
to the waiter who hung it in the corner of the room. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went
out. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the
father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing
hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to
their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the
gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I
cannot submit to that. The wedding day came shortly after she turned
fourteen. The gardens were
tidy and geometric, each avenue with a different purpose:
flowers for cutting, herbs, brightly colored vegetables. The
music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still
ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its
methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores
and shaded lights. You won't refuse me, I'm sure; so no more
need be said about the matter. His attitude
was as different from Gianfrancesco’s as night was from
day. Suddenly he came to a stop, his mouth agape. Mr. Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake,
but for the sake of this poor babe. She sings better perhaps. He was snoring stupidly.
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