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He had been unwilling to recall his previous opinions so far as to range himself completely on the Contessina's side, but the certificates of two doctors whom she had recently seen had enabled him to conclude that her own declarations were accurate.
And now, you see, he can't keep from weeping. The other one too came not twenty minutes ago, Father Lorenza, the Jesuit who became the Contessina's confessor after Abbe Pisoni, and who undid what the other had done. Yes, a handsome man he is, but a fine bungler all the same, a perfect killjoy with all the crafty hindrances which he brought into that divorce affair.
And now, you see, he can't keep from weeping. The other one too came not twenty minutes ago, Father Lorenza, the Jesuit who became the Contessina's confessor after Abbe Pisoni, and who undid what the other had done. Yes, a handsome man he is, but a fine bungler all the same, a perfect killjoy with all the crafty hindrances which he brought into that divorce affair.
At that moment Dorsenne, who had only one fear, that of meeting Gorka's eyes he could not have borne their glance was again by the side of Alba Steno. The young girl's face, just now so troubled, was radiant. It seemed as if a great weight had been lifted from the pretty Contessina's mind. "Poor child," thought the writer, "she would not think her mother could be so calm were she guilty.
At that moment Dorsenne, who had only one fear, that of meeting Gorka's eyes he could not have borne their glance was again by the side of Alba Steno. The young girl's face, just now so troubled, was radiant. It seemed as if a great weight had been lifted from the pretty Contessina's mind. "Poor child," thought the writer, "she would not think her mother could be so calm were she guilty.
At that moment Dorsenne, who had only one fear, that of meeting Gorka's eyes he could not have borne their glance was again by the side of Alba Steno. The young girl's face, just now so troubled, was radiant. It seemed as if a great weight had been lifted from the pretty Contessina's mind. "Poor child," thought the writer, "she would not think her mother could be so calm were she guilty.
Nino had found time to reflect that this lady was intimate with Hedwig, and that he might possibly gain an opportunity of seeing the girl he loved if he accepted the offer. "Whenever it pleases you, signora," he said at length. "Can you come to me to-morrow at eleven?" she asked. "At twelve, if you please, signora, or half past. Eleven is the contessina's hour to-morrow."
He has probably taken this fancy into his head out of pure wickedness. Perhaps he is bored, and really wants a wife. But I believe he is a man who delights in cruelty, and would as lief break the contessina's heart by getting rid of you as by marrying her." I saw that he was not listening. "I have an idea," he said at last.
"If possible, yes. But at any rate, we shall meet to-morrow, at the studio, to see the portrait." "Then, adieu," said the young girl, in a low voice. The Contessina's disposition was too different from her mother's for the mother to comprehend that heart, the more contracted in proportion as it was touched, while emotion was synonymous with expansion in the opulent and impulsive Venetian.
He had been unwilling to recall his previous opinions so far as to range himself completely on the Contessina's side, but the certificates of two doctors whom she had recently seen had enabled him to conclude that her own declarations were accurate.
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