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He looked at Gemma, who, ever since the 'practical' conversation began, kept getting up, walking about the room, and sitting down again he looked at her and no obstacle existed for him, and he was ready to arrange everything at once in the best way, if only she were not troubled!

Gemma Donati was a kinswoman of the powerful family of that name.

No one could blame the Countess Gemma for not turning her own flesh and blood out of doors; and the social famine to which the officers of the garrison were reduced made it natural that young Welkenstern should press the claims of consanguinity. All this must have reached Roberto's ears; but he made no sign and his wife came and went as she pleased.

"Gemma, Gemma! Oh, I have wanted you so!" Before she could speak he was kneeling on the floor at her feet and hiding his face in the folds of her dress. His whole body was shaken with a convulsive tremor that was worse to see than tears. She stood still. There was nothing she could do to help him nothing. This was the bitterest thing of all.

After a moment one tore herself away, but the other remained and began to ask questions. Presently she turned and walked slowly away in the direction from which she had come. "I get her," exclaimed Gemma, triumphantly. "What did you say?" asked Janet. "Listen that she take the bread from our mouths, she is traditore scab. We strike for them, too, is it not so?"

"When you came to me with this rumor," he said quietly, "you agreed to consider the family honor satisfied if I could induce Don Egidio to let me take his place and overhear my wife's confession, and if that confession convinced me of her innocence. Was this the understanding?" Andrea muttered something and Gemma tapped a sullen foot.

It was always so easy to make Gemma angry, and lately she had been more capricious and difficult than ever. Her sisters were continually trying to excuse her. "She is so nervous," Maria said loyally, but her paraphrase availed nothing. Olive understood her cousin and disliked her extremely, though she accorded her a reluctant admiration.

He wanted to present himself to Gemma with a project ready prepared and not without. What was the figure, somewhat ponderous and thick in the legs, but well-dressed, walking in front of him, with a slight roll and waddle in his gait?

To his love, his magnanimity, his determination he was aware of no limits now. When she heard those words, Gemma, who had stopped still for an instant, went on faster than ever.... She seemed trying to run away from this too great and unexpected happiness! But suddenly her steps faltered.

Sanin heard from him that the Roselli family had long, long ago emigrated to America, to New York; that Gemma had married a merchant; that he, Doenhof, had an acquaintance also a merchant, who would probably know her husband's address, as he did a great deal of business with America.