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On one of its walls is what appears to be an ancient mural, soft, flat, with that faded, velvety coloring associated with age. It was recently painted by Mathilde Festa-Piacentini, in the ancient manner to harmonize with the court. It represents "The Return from the Crusade" of one noble Pandolfo, and bears date and description in Latin.
The treatment was daring, and it cut me like a knife that the whole painting had a red glow: the dress was red, the light falling on the hair was red, the shine of the eyes was red also. It was fascinating, but weird, and, to me, distressful. There flashed through my mind the remembrance of Mathilde in her scarlet robe as she stood on the Heights that momentous night of my arrest.
But Mathilde was already afoot, taking leave of Christine with a curt little inclination of the head, affecting social familiarity with Henriette, and carrying off her husband, who helped her on with her cloak in the ante-room, humble and terrified at the severe glance she gave him, for she had an account to settle.
Though, to begin with, they were not married in the conventional sense, but "kept house" together in the fashion of the Quarter, there seems no question that Heine was faithful to Mathilde to whom in his letters to his friends he always referred as his "wife" and that their relation, in everything but name, was a true marriage.
Jory's big pink nose gave a sniff. 'I? Nothing. I was passing and looked in, said he in dismay. Then he decided to laugh, and, as if there were any one to overhear him, lowered his voice to ask: 'She is next door with our friends, isn't she? All right; let's be off, quick! And he took the painter with him, telling him all manner of strange stories of that creature Mathilde.
On returning home that night she had given her maid her cloak, and had stood for a long time immobile, gazing at her image in the pierglass. "Madame est belle comme l'Imperatrice d'Autriche!" said the maid at length. "Am I really beautiful, Mathilde?" Mathilde raised her eyes and hands to heaven in a gesture that admitted no doubt.
On the same day two other captures were made, one by the torpedo boat Ericsson, which seized a fishing schooner under the very guns of Morro Castle and by the torpedo boat, Porter, which took the Spanish schooner, Mathilde, after a lively chase and a number of shots. Both of these prizes were taken to Key West to join their unfortunate friends.
Amidst the clatter of soldiers, the music of brass bands playing "God save the Queen," and endless cheering, her Majesty drove through the gathering darkness by the Bois de Boulogne to St. Cloud. To the roar of cannon, the beating of drums, and the echoing of vivats, she was greeted and ushered up the grand staircase by the Empress and the Princess Mathilde.
That is worth more than viewing INJUSTICE WITH A SERENE COUNTENANCE, as Shakespeare says. When I have drained my cup of bitterness, I shall feel better. I am a woman, I have affections, sympathies, and wrath. I shall never be a sage, nor a scholar. I received a kind little note from the Princess Mathilde. Is she then again settled in Paris?
"But I have," he said, without looking up. Desiree said nothing. She knew that the secret she had guarded so carefully the secret kept by herself and Louis was hers no longer. In the silence of the next moments she could hear Barlasch breathing on his fingers, within the kitchen doorway just behind her. Mathilde made a little movement.
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