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"That night there was no moon," continued Peppino, "and, after all the inmates of the cabin had retired to rest, old Pasquale waited outside with a torch while Vampa made his way to Annunziata's chamber, tore her from her couch and carried her to the forest, preventing her from giving the alarm by placing his hand over her mouth.
He had his castle, his pictures, his garden, he had the hills and valley, the birds, the flowers, the clouds, the sun, he had the Rampio, he had Annunziata, he even had Annunziata's uncle; and with all this he had a sense of having stepped out of a world that he knew by heart, that he knew to satiety, a world that was stale and stuffy and threadbare, with its gilt rubbed off and its colours tarnished, into a world where everything was fresh and undiscovered and full of savour, a great cool blue and green world that from minute to minute opened up new perspectives, made new promises, brought to pass new surprises.
To-day began for me with a tragic misadventure," John replied. Annunziata's eyes grew big, compassionating him, and, at the same time, bespeaking a lively curiosity. "Poor Prospero," she gently murmured. "What was it?" on tip-toe she demanded.
"I have got to go away I have got to go to my home, in Austria. I have come to bid you good-bye," Maria Dolores answered. Annunziata's eyes were dark with pain. "Oh," she said, in a voice of deep dismay. "We shan't be separated long, though," Maria Dolores promised. "I have asked your uncle to lend you to me.
At the head of the bed a brass crucifix was suspended from the wall, while over the back of a chair hung articles of a woman's apparel. Giovanni could not doubt that he was in Annunziata's chamber, and that the imprint on the bed was hers.
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