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She said that she understood. She got away to her room like an insect carrying a load thrice its own size. All that she could really gather from Agostino's words was, that she felt herself rocking in a tower, and that Violetta d'Isorella was beautiful. She had striven hard to listen to him with her wits alone, and her sensations subsequently revenged themselves in this fashion.
All were waiting impatiently for Carlo's return. When he appeared he informed his mother that the Countess d'Isorella would remain in the house that night, and his mother passed out to her abhorred guest, who, for the time at least, could not be doing further mischief. It was a meeting for the final disposition of things before the outbreak.
He showed her a letter he had received from Laura, laughing at its abuse of Countess d'Isorella, and the sarcasms levelled at himself. In this letter Laura said that she was engaged in something besides nursing. Carlo pointed his finger to the sentence, and remarked, "I must have your promise a word from you is enough that you will not meddle with any intrigue."
She must have simulated well," Laura went on talking to herself. "What trickery?" said Vittoria. "He was in love with the woman when he was a lad," Laura replied, and pertinently to Vittoria's feelings. This threw the moist shade across her features. Beppo in Turin and Luigi on the lake were the watch set on Countess d'Isorella; they were useless except to fortify Laura's suspicions.
"On behalf of her peace of mind, I trust so, too. In that case, she also must be a sound sleeper." "We shall have to awaken her. What excuse what am I to say to her?" "I beg you to wait for the occasion, Countess d'Isorella. The words will come." Violetta bit her lip. She had consented to this extraordinary step in an amazement.
She was ashamed also to have it thought, even by Carlo, that she had not gathered every detail of his occupation, so that she could not argue against him, and had to submit to see her dearest wishes lightly swept aside. "I beg you to tell me what you think of Countess d'Isorella; not the afterthought," she said to Vittoria. "She is beautiful, dear Countess Ammiani." "Call me mother now and then.
I have made him wait for me; I will be patient in waiting for him. I know that Countess d'Isorella is intimate with the king. There is a man named Barto Rizzo, who thinks me a guilty traitress, and she is making use of this man. That must be her reason for prohibiting the marriage.
Later in the day, Laura and Vittoria, with Agostino, reached the villa; and Adela put her lips to Vittoria's ear, whispering: "Naughty! when are you to lose your liberty to turn men's heads?" and then she heaved a sigh with Wilfrid's name. She had formed the acquaintance of Countess d'Isorella in Turin, she said, and satisfactorily repeated her lesson, but with a blush.
What! to hound men to interrupt her while she sings in public places? What next! But I knew my Countess d'Isorella could help me, and so I sent for her to confront Irma, and dare to say she knew not Barto's dwelling and why? I will tell you a secret. A long-flattered woman, my friend, she has had, you will think, enough of it; no! she is like avarice.
"Quite useless, I fear. Good-night." Ammiani charged one of the men at an outer barricade to follow the white umbrella and pass it on. He returned to the Countess d'Isorella, who was awaiting him, and alone. This glorious head had aroused his first boyish passion.
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