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Updated: May 31, 2025
One night she said to him, 'You have a spy who betrays you. The General never suspected Countess Branciani. Women are devils of cleverness sometimes. "But he did suspect it must be her husband thinking, I suppose, 'How otherwise would she have known he was my spy? He gave Count Branciani secret work and high pay. Then he set a watch on him.
This was told to Countess Branciani, and in the meantime she heard from the Austrian Governor that her husband had given in names of the conspirators. She determined at once. 'Now may Christ and the Virgin help me!" Emilia struck her knees, while tears started through her shut eyelids.
"Thank God, I've seen her!" was his first thought, overhearing "What did she think of me?" as he sighed with relief at his escape. For, lo! the Branciani dress was not on her shoulders, and therefore he might imagine what he pleased: that she had arrayed herself so during the day to delight his eyes; or that, he having seen her in it, she had determined none others should.
Emilia was far from being carried away by the recollection of the scene; but remembering what her emotion had then been, she wondered at her coolness now. "I may speak of Wilming Weir?" he insinuated. Her bosom rose softly and heavily. As if throwing off some cloak of enchantment that clogged her spirit! "I was telling you of this dress," she said: "I mean, of Countess Branciani.
Count Branciani was to find out who was this unknown leader. He said to the Austrian Governor, 'You shall know him in ten days. This was repeated to Countess Branciani, and she said to herself, 'My husband! you shall perish, though I should have to stab you myself." Emilia's sympathetic hand twitched. Wilfrid's seized it, but it proved no soft melting prize. She begged to be allowed to continue.
This captain of a renown to come pretended that a superb Venetian lady of the Branciani family was bound to make response in public to his private signals, and publicly to reply to his salutations. He refused to be as a particle in space floating airily before her invincible aspect.
His eyes were quietly friendly. So friendly was he, that he blamed her for inattention, and took her once to task about a melodious accent in which she vulgarized the vowels. All the flattery of the Branciani dress could not keep Emilia from her feeling of smallness. Was it possible that he loved her? She watched him as eagerly as her shyness would permit. Any shadow of a change was spied for.
This was told to Countess Branciani, and in the meantime she heard from the Austrian Governor that her husband had given in names of the conspirators. She determined at once. 'Now may Christ and the Virgin help me!" Emilia struck her knees, while tears started through her shut eyelids.
His eyes were quietly friendly. So friendly was he, that he blamed her for inattention, and took her once to task about a melodious accent in which she vulgarized the vowels. All the flattery of the Branciani dress could not keep Emilia from her feeling of smallness. Was it possible that he loved her? She watched him as eagerly as her shyness would permit. Any shadow of a change was spied for.
When her husband was led out, she asked permission to embrace him. The officer consented, but she had to say to him, 'Move back, and then, with her lips to her husband's cheek, 'Betray no more of them! she whispered. Count Branciani started. Now he understood what she had done, and why she had done it. 'Ask for the charge that makes me a prisoner, he said.
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