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Columbus, disgusted at the treatment he had received from the Portuguese Court, quitted Lisbon for Spain, probably in the year 1485, with his son Diego, the only issue of his marriage with Donna Felipa, now no longer living.
"No, Felipa," I interposed, "the gentleman said it." For the child had a curious habit of confounding the two identities which puzzled me then as now. But this afternoon, this happy afternoon, she was content, for she was allowed to sit at Christine's feet and look up into her fair face unmolested. I was forgotten, as usual. "It is always so," I said to myself. But cynicism, as Mr.
"Go out and breathe the fresh air for an hour or two," he said in the tone more of a command than a request. "But the child will never consent," replied Christine sweetly. "Oh yes, she will: I will stay with her," said the young man, lifting the feverish little head on his arm and passing his hand softly over the bright eyes. "Felipa, do you not want me?" said Christine, bending down.
She did not come to us we came to her: we loomed into her life like genii from another world, and she was partly afraid and partly proud of us. For were we not her guests? proud thought! and, better still, were we not women? "I have only seen three women in all my life," said Felipa, inspecting us gravely, "and I like women.
Brown moccasins, red stockings and a quantity of bright beads completed her costume. "By Jove!" cried Edward, "the little thing is almost pretty." Felipa understood this, and a great light came into her face: forgetting her pose, she bounded forward to Christine's side. "I am pretty, then?" she said with exultation: "I am pretty, then, after all? For now you yourself have said it have said it."
If Felipa did not prefer her to all others, then Felipa could not have her: she was not a common nurse. And indeed she was not. Her fair beauty, ideal grace, cooing voice and the strength of her long arms and flexible hands were like magic to the sick, and distraction to the well; the well in this case being Edward Bowne looking in at the door. "You love them very much, do you not, Felipa?"
"Very dark; but many people are dark, of course; and for my part I always liked dark eyes," said this mendacious person. "Do you like my eyes?" asked Felipa anxiously. "Indeed I do: they are like the eyes of a dear little calf I once owned when I was a boy." The child was satisfied, and went back to her place beside Christine.
"Yes, for I feel it here," she answered, touching her breast with a dramatic little gesture. "Nonsense! Go and play with your doll, child." For I had made her a respectable, orderly doll to take the place of the ungainly fetich out on the barren. Felipa gave me a look and walked away.
"Tell us all about it, you dear, clever, artful Aunty!" said Cecily gayly. "There's nothing whatever to tell, my love! It seems, however, that the young one, Dona Felipa, has seen Dick, and remembers him." She shot a keen glance at Dick, but was obliged to admit that the rascal's face remained unchanged. "And I wanted to bring a cavalier for YOU, dear, but Don Jose's nephew isn't at home now."
Aldrich says, is a small brass field-piece that eventually bursts and kills the artilleryman. I knew this, having been blown up myself more than once; so I went back to my painting and forgot the world. Our world down there on the edge of the salt marsh, however, was a small one: when two persons went out of it there was a vacuum at once. One morning Felipa came sadly to my side.
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