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To think of my having two such women to care for me." He took her hand gently and kissed it. "Mother," he said he spoke with almost painful effort; "Mother, I want to tell you something. I want to tell you, because, being what you are, you can't in the least understand what it means; but I do want you to know: I've never kissed any woman but you, Materna, until I kissed Her."
"Nam etsi Nicolaus Tartalea libris materna lingua editis nos calumniatur, impudentiæ tamen ac stultitiæ suæ non aliud testimonium quæras, quam ipsos illius libros, in quibus nominatim splendidiorem unumquemque e civibus suis proscindit: adeò ut nemo dubitet insanisse hominem aliquo infortunio." Opera, tom. i. p. 80. Quesiti et Inventioni, p. 129.
Amalie Materna, dramatic soprano at the Vienna Court Theatre from 1869 to 1896, with great musical and dramatic intelligence, with a voice of remarkable compass, volume, richness and sustaining power, vibrant with passionate intensity, and with a noble stage presence, proved to be Wagner's ideal Brünnhilde and introduced the rôle at Bayreuth in 1876.
"And I'm seventeen the idea of her putting on such airs!" And now here was her uncle making his mother low-spirited. "Materna, I wouldn't bother," he comforted her. Mrs. Richie put a soothing hand on his arm. "Never mind," she said; she was still pale, "Yes, it was a sad story. But I thank you for telling me, Mr. Ferguson."
It almost makes me mad again," Elizabeth said, candidly. "Materna thinks it's dreadful in you." "Do you mind about my hair?" Elizabeth asked. David laughed uproariously. "Why on earth should I mind? If I were a girl, you bet I'd keep my hair cut." "Do you forgive me?" she said, in a whisper; "if you don't forgive me, I shall die."
"Do you think I'd marry a rich woman, and let her support me?" "I don't see why she shouldn't, if she loved you," Elizabeth said calmly; "I don't see that it matters which has the money, the man or the girl." "I see," David said; "I've always felt that way even about mother. Materna has wanted to help me out lots of times, and I wouldn't let her.
I oughtn't to have made you low-spirited. It's all an old story. I was only telling you how I felt at first. As for bad thoughts, I haven't any thoughts now, good or bad! I am a most exemplary person. I don't know why I slopped over to you, anyhow. So don't think of it again. Materna! Can you see that sail?" He was looking through his glasses; "it's the eleventh since we came out here."
David said, aghast; "Materna, you don't suppose she's coming, do you?" "I'm sure I hope so, considering she invited me." "Great Casar's ghost!" said David, thoughtfully; and added, under his breath, "I'm betting on his not expecting her. Poor Blair!" Blair had need of sympathy.
Richie is so simply perfect I am sort of afraid of her. I wish she had ever been wicked, like me. David, what shall we do if she won't consent?" "She'll consent all right," he said, chuckling; and added with the sweet and trusting egotism of youth: "the only thing in the world Materna wants, you know, is my happiness. But do you suppose it would make any difference if she didn't consent?
He hasn't seen her, you know, for about two years." "Perhaps you would like to call it off until he gets home, and give him a chance?" David grinned. "No, thank you. Oh, Materna, she is, you know, really, so so sort of wonderful! Some time I want to talk to you about her. I don't believe anybody quite understands Elizabeth but me. But to think of her caring for me!
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