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Avela of the Romans was a garrison town, the walls of which were partly thrown down by the Western Goths upon their arrival in the peninsula. During the terrible persecution of the Christians under the reign of Trajanus, one San Vicente and his two sisters, Sabina and Cristeta, escaped from Portugal and came to Avila, hoping to be hospitably received.
The Baroness folded her arms like a man, her brows contracted, and her face was almost livid. "Have you the face to meet your mother, after this?" she asked sternly. "Yes of course," answered Sabina. "But I must go home and dress. My frock is ruined." "You are a brazen creature," said the Baroness in disgust and anger. "You do not seem to know what shame means."
A lovely garden adjoined the Caesareum, the palace in which Sabina was residing.
She had foreseen that before long the girl would make some protest against her position as a perpetual guest in the house, but had no clear idea of how to meet it. Sabina seemed so very decided. "We have done our best to make you feel at home, like one of the family," the Baroness said presently, in a rather injured tone.
Doubtless Frau Sabina also perceived something unusual in Barbara's nature and conduct, traits of defiance, almost rebellion, which would have troubled her in her Martina, who, though no beauty, was a pretty girl, with the most winning, childlike charm; but she secretly asked herself whether she would not accept it gratefully if, in exchange, her girl could possess such a wonderful gift of God; for, sharply as the eye of envy followed Barbara's every act, she had never given cause to doubt her chastity, and this Frau Hiltner considered greatly in her favour; for what tremendous temptations must have assailed this marvellously beautiful creature, this genuine artist, who had grown to womanhood without a mother, and whose only counsellor and protector was a crippled, eccentric old soldier.
You need say nothing that I have not said, and I shall say nothing that is not true." "That is the best way," said Sabina, who liked the simplicity of the plan. Her voice sounded sleepy, and she suppressed a little yawn. "But suppose that she refuses to believe me," Malipieri continued, without noticing her weariness, "what then?" "What else can she believe?" asked Sabina indifferently.
"I believe there are great possibilities in him and, when I am stronger, I shall resume my attack on Sabina to go away," he said. "The boy's mind is being poisoned and we might prevent it." "It's a most unfortunate state of affairs," declared Miss Ironsyde. "Yet it was bound to happen in a little place like this. Raymond is not sensitive, or he would feel it far more than he does."
"I tried to raise her, but she was too square and heavy for me; and so I put food in her mouth, and left her to do right with it. And this she did in a little time; for the victuals were very choice and rare, being what I had taken over to tempt poor Aunt Sabina. Gwenny ate them without delay, and then was ready to eat the basket and the ware that contained them.
"I'm sorry for you, Sabina sorrier than I am for myself. This is cruel. I didn't know, or dream, that time had stood still for you like this." "Time ended for me then." "For me it had to go on. I must think about this. I didn't guess it was like this with you.
Her mother had looked her over, from head to foot, to see what sort of condition she was in, as a horse-dealer looks over a promising colt he has not seen for some time; and the Princess had instantly detected the signs of an accident. In answer to her question Sabina told the truth.
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