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Our army meanwhile pursued the enemy until night put an end to our proceedings, when we encamped two or three miles west of Vittoria, there remaining two nights and one day busily engaged on the forage for ourselves. Happily thousands of sheep were found, that the enemy had been obliged to abandon on their retreat.
That was the terrible part of it all I had to pretend I was nearly killed, just to take Bernie's mind off the hat. I stayed in bed for the longest time I was afraid to get up and he got Vittoria Fabrizi to wait on me. So that's how I met her. You can't linger along with your life in a person's hands for weeks at a time without getting attached to her.
In a word, the church was one of the most superb edifices in Europe, the best kept up, and the most magnificently adorned. We took there the best chocolate I ever tasted, and, after some hours of curiosity and admiration, we regained our road. On the 15th, we arrived at Vittoria, where I found a deputation of the province, whom I invited to supper, and the next day to breakfast.
During this tirade, Vittoria was singing one of her old songs, well known to Wilfrid, which brought the vision of a foaming weir, and moonlight between the branches of a great cedar-tree, and the lost love of his heart sitting by his side in the noising stillness. He was sure that she could be singing it for no one but for him.
He went down to see her, and returned at a late hour. The ladies had gone to rest. He wrote a few underlined words, entreating Vittoria to grant an immediate interview in the library of the castle. The missive was entrusted to Aennchen. Vittoria came in alarm. "My sister is perfectly well," said Wilfrid.
Her arms were about him, her yellow hair entwined his figure. "A light! Somebody get a light!" the Chief roared to those who had followed him up the stairs, then seeing a lamp near by he lit it hurriedly, revealing the full disorder of the room. He knelt beside Vittoria, who drew the fallen man closer to her, moaning something in Italian which O'Neil could not understand.
There was sunlight on the farthest Adige walls, but damp shade already filled the East-facing hollows. 'I beg you very earnestly, to let me go on, said Vittoria. 'With equal earnestness, I beg you to let me accompany you, he replied.
"I only want to go to Naples." "To which landing, Signore?" "The Vittoria. But go quietly and keep near the shore. Go round as near as you can to the Mergellina." "Va bene, Signore." They slipped out, with a delicious, liquid sound, upon the moving silence of the sea. Hermione was not going to Mergellina, but to the Scoglio di Frisio. She had only come out of her room late in the afternoon.
Vittoria, tired of her dull and virtuous husband and of the lectures and parsimony of his uncle, and not dreaming that the latter was soon to be Pope, saw herself in a dream of glory controlling every mood and action of the greatest noble in the land.
He addressed himself to her, and spoke as follows: "Mademoiselle, it is true that your lover is really a marquis, but he is very poor and will never have any money; and if he goes back to Naples he will be imprisoned, and if he is released from the State prison his creditors will put him in the Vittoria." However this salutary warning had no effect.
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