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Updated: June 27, 2025
I forgot to look at the copy written for the press to see whether it is there, and whereabouts it comes. It seems to me very silly that they should hurry away so quickly merely to allow Madlle. Elettra to be alone. I have this moment received your few lines of January 1st. When I opened the letter I chanced to hold it in such a manner that nothing but a blank sheet met my eyes.
Veronica would have turned once more, to nod to the people and smile at the poor women who pressed close upon her, but the crowd was so great that as the foresters made way for her, she found herself driven almost violently into her own gate, and in the rush, Elettra nearly fell to her knees as they got in.
She pushed back her brown hair, a little impatiently, and laughed as she turned to Elettra. "We are well here, Excellency," said the maid, with a smile of satisfaction. She rarely spoke unless Veronica addressed her, and was never a woman of many words. "And you saw no ghosts?" Veronica laughed. "I am afraid of ghosts that wear felt slippers," answered Elettra.
Then Matilde would have the fortune, Gregorio would be saved, and Elettra would be condemned to penal servitude for life. It was certainly a very bold plan, and Matilde did not see where it could fail. Matilde received on the following morning a curious letter which surprised and startled her.
Then the time came, and it was four o'clock. Elettra opened the door and brought in the tea things on a large silver tray, set them down, and went to get the little tea-table, that was made with a shelf below, between the four legs, as a table with two stories. "Let me make it," said Matilde, cheerfully; "I like to do it."
But when she was in her own room, his face came back to her, a pale shade out of dark shadow, and she saw the hollows about his deep blue eyes, his thin, bluish temples, his transparent features, and his emaciated throat, that seemed to have fallen away under his white ears. She was so suddenly and violently disturbed by the recollection that she spoke to Elettra of him.
She was a good enough judge of character to see that Elettra had the revengeful disposition common to many of the southern hill people, and the woman's dark complexion, sombre eyes, and thin frame would all help to strengthen the impression in the mind of an unprejudiced judge.
"Yes," answered Elettra, briefly, and she groped for the matches on the little table beside the bed. She struck a light and lit a candle. Veronica saw that her face was very pale, and that she was half dressed, wearing a black skirt and a white cotton jacket. As the young girl looked at her she realized how strange it was that she should have appeared at the slightest sound.
She intended to make it appear that Elettra had poisoned the whole family, beginning with Matilde herself, out of revenge for her dead husband. Veronica was to die, but Gregorio and Matilde herself would only suffer a certain amount of pain for a few hours, and then recover.
Veronica told her to find an artificial one, and Elettra, after some searching, produced a very beautiful artificial gardenia, which Veronica pinned in her white bodice, with a smile. She glanced at herself once more, and saw that the colour was still in her cheeks, and she was satisfied with herself.
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