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They had both been for some moments silent; and Florence now broke the pause, but in tones more low than usual. "Ah!" said she, turning towards him, "these hours are happier than we can find in that crowded world whither your destiny must call us. For me, ambition seems for ever at an end.
Titian, in his return from Rome, which he was never to revisit, made a stay at Florence with an eye, as we may guess, both to business and pleasure. There, as Vasari takes care to record, our master visited the artistic sights, and rimase stupefatto remained in breathless astonishment as he had done when he made himself acquainted with the artistic glories of Rome.
Susie Elliot walked part of the way home with Florence Austin, and the two little girls, who were fast becoming intimate friends, talked over the events of the afternoon. "How much your auntie knows about animals and birds!" said Florence; "she seems almost as fond of them as if they were people."
Knowing not whither to go, he regained his cell, saying to himself, that he ought not to wrangle thus; yes, but how could he help hearing the cavils which rose he knew not whence? He almost shouted aloud: "Be silent, let the other speak!" When he was in his chamber he desired to pray, and fell on his knees at his bedside. This was abominable; for memories of Florence recurred to him.
As to commonwealths, an instance similar to that of the princes last named, is that of Saguntum in Spain, which awaited ruin in adhering to the fortunes of Rome. A like course was also followed by Florence when, in the year 1512, she stood steadfastly by the cause of the French.
From Macon, by way of Griffin, where a few days were spent in camp and thence to West Point on the Georgia-Alabama line, where preparations were made to cut loose from the railroad, and traverse northeast Alabama with Hood's army to strike for middle Tennessee by way of Decatur and Florence, west of the mountains.
George Eliot had specially asked for this song, saying, I remember, "A good drinking song is the only form of intemperance I admire!" I think also that Lewes seemed in higher spirits than when I had been with him at Florence. But this was no more than an additional testimony to the fact that she was happier.
The pleasant news from home had given Fleda's spirits the needed spur, which the quick walk to Mrs. Thorn's did not take off. "Did you ever see Fleda look so well, Mamma?" said Florence, as the former entered the drawing-room. "That is the loveliest and best face in the room," said Mr. Evelyn; "and she looks like herself to-night."
Florence cried. "Kitty Silver, where on earth'd this dog come from?" "B'long you' Aunt Julia." "When'd she get him?" "Dess to-day." "Who gave him to her?" "She ain't sayin'." "You mean she won't tell?" "She ain't sayin'," Kitty Silver repeated. "I ast her. I say, I say: 'Miss Julia, ma'am, I say, 'Miss Julia, ma'am, who ever sen' you sech a unlandish-lookin' dog? I say.
Well, she was a Powys married to an Ashburnham I suppose that gave her the right to despise casual Americans as long as she did it unostentatiously. I don't know what anyone has to be proud of. She might have taken pride in her patience, in her keeping her husband out of the bankruptcy court. Perhaps she did. At any rate that was how Florence got to know her.
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