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And as she saw the tall form of the Barone approach, she could have thrown her arms around his neck in pure gladness. "Oh, Barone!" she called. "Am I making you miss this dance?" "It does not matter, Signorina." The Barone stared keenly at the erect and tense figure at the prima donna's side. "You will excuse me, Herr Rosen," said Nora, as she laid her hand upon the Barone's arm.
But though the Doctor was offered the gratitude of the patient, the friend was never offered the cordiality of the friend. Bella Donna's influence was stubborn. Between these two men the woman always stood, dividing them, even now when the one was ministering to the other, was bringing the other back to life, was giving up everything for the other.
The prima donna's brother Léon had turned out to be a woman masquerading in male attire, no other than Mlle. d' Armilly herself, Eugénie's former music-teacher, who had loaned her name to her friend when the latter started on her operatic career. These transformations had been immediately followed by another, Captain Joliette discarding his pseudonym and appearing as Albert de Morcerf.
While innumerable thoughts of this kind perplexed his mind, the voice of the woman he worshipped rang out close beside him; he knew its clear resonant soprano. It was her voice, with that faint tremor in it which gave it all the charm that shyness and diffidence gives to a young girl; her voice, distinct from the mass of singing as a prima donna's in the chorus of a finale.
The dressing-rooms opened upon a wide but ill-lighted corridor which led from the stage near the back on the left; the last dressing-room was the largest and was always the prima donna's.
I'm Donna Corblay of the Hat Ranch, and I'll give you your choice of a hundred hats if you'll only get well." "Are you the girl that kissed me?" Donna's voice was very low, her face was very close to his as she answered him. His lean brown hand stole confidingly into hers for a long time he was silent, content to lie there and know that she was near him.
The cordiality of this reception and Donna's apparent pleasure at the visit, together with her total lack of embarrassment, placed the ladies at a decided disadvantage. Even Mrs.
In the end she lost her composure entirely, for while Donna's remarks had seemed designed for the "folks" whom Miss Pickett seemed to fear might "talk," the latter knew that in reality they were directed at her. To be forced to listen to an almost motherly castigation from Donna Corblay was too great a tax upon Miss Pickett's limited powers of endurance.
"Well, I won't say nothin' about it until they do" was the conclusion at which Mr. Hennage finally arrived. "Of course it's just possible I happened across the trail of another family o' McGraws, but I'm layin' two to one I didn't." And having thus ferreted out Donna's secret, Harley P., like a true sport, proceeded to forget it.
Donna's voice, while untrained, was, nevertheless, well pitched, sweet and true, and to Bob McGraw, who for three years had not heard a woman's voice raised in song, the simple melody was a treat indeed. The nurse came out, looked at her and laughed, as who would not; for all the world loves a lover, and the nurse was very human.
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