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I never was treated so unkindly in my life. I did not think that any one could be so very, very rude." "Charming mees," said Girasole, with a deprecating air, "it pains me to do any ting dat you do not like." "It don't pain you," said Minnie "it don't pain you at all. You're always teasing me. You never do what I want you to. You wouldn't even give me a chair."
The lofty superciliousness of the British nobleman seemed to Girasole to be the natural result of his position, and it seemed the attitude of the successful lover toward the rejected suitor. The other discovery was that Minnie herself was more pleased with the attentions of the English lord than with his own.
Willoughby the result was different. She burst into tears. "Count Girasole," she cried, "oh, spare her! If you love her, spare her. She is only a child. If we opposed you, it was not from any objection to you; it was because she is such a child." "You mistake," said the Count, shrugging his shoulders. "I love her better than life. Se love me. It will make her happy. You come too.
And the Baron went on to tell about their search and its results. Hawbury was chiefly struck by the news of Girasole. "He must have gone mad with terror," said Hawbury, as he told the Baron about his adventure at the grave. "If that's so," he added, "I don't see how the ladies could be harmed. I dare say they've run off.
As it was, that first glance which Girasole threw at the English lord inspired him with the bitterest hate, which was destined to produce important results afterward. Mrs. Willoughby was too good-natured and too wise to slight the Count in any way. After introducing the two gentlemen she spoke a few more civil words, and then bowed him away. But Girasole did not at all take the hint.
"How horrid!" she exclaimed. "And now some one will come and save my life again. It's always the way. I'm sure this isn't my fault, Kitty darling." Before her sister could say any thing Girasole approached. "Pardon, mees," he said; "but I haf made dis recepzion for you. You sall be well treat. Do not fear. I lay down my life." "Villain!" cried Lady Dalrymple. "Arrest her at your peril.
The priest did not know the cause of the shot, but seeing the alarm of the men he endeavored to excite their fears. One of the men went back, and was cursed by Girasole for his pains. So he returned to the grave, cursing every body. The coffin was now lowered into the grave, and the priest urged the men to go away and let him finish the work; but they refused.
The report of the pistol had startled Minnie, and for a moment had greatly agitated her. The cry of Mrs. Willoughby elicited a response from her to the effect that all was right, and would, no doubt, have resulted in a conversation, had it not been prevented by Girasole.
Now the tumult grew greater, and the reports of the rifles more frequent. The noise was communicated to the house, and in the rooms and the hall below there were tramplings of feet, and hurryings to and fro, and the rattle of arms, and the voices of men, in the midst of which rose the stern command of Girasole. "Forward! Follow me!"
In spite of their graciousness and their desire not to hurt his feelings, they had not been able to avoid showing that, while they felt grateful for his heroism in the rescue of Minnie, they could not think of giving her to him. They had manoeuvred well enough to get rid of him, but Girasole had also manoeuvred on his part to find them again.
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