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Let us then depart for Schonbrunn. You are satisfied, dear sister, are you not?" The sister bowed her head, and passed her hand over Eugene's glossy, black hair, while Doctor Franzi came in and out, making preparations for the accommodation of his patient.
If she saved up her voice for her duet with Strachan and her one little solo at the fall of the curtain, Brown thought she might be heard beyond the footlights. "Now look slippy," he ordered, "only the principals need stay. We will just run through the thing, Miss Leicester, and see if you know what to do." Joan found herself living out the part of Franzi as she rehearsed.
"May God forgive him, as I do!" murmured she. "And now, dear friend, farewell! She gave him her hand, which he kissed, and, no longer able to restrain his tears, he went back to the parlor. There on the floor lay Strozzi stark and dead, his glazed eyes staring, as if in defiance, to heaven. Doctor Franzi had the corpse removed, and threw himself wearily upon a sofa.
"You make me want to cry in that last bit where Franzi goes off and leaves me, a bloated aristocrat on the throne, with my erring husband beside me. You make me think you feel it." "Perhaps I do," Joan answered; "perhaps I am going back alone." "But why," Fanny cried out; she ran to Joan and threw her arms round the other girl, they were in the dressing-room making up for the evening performance.
Then, as the happy pair kiss one another at the back of the stage, Franzi turns to the audience, taking them, as it were, into her confidence: "Now love has come to me, I pray, That while I have the chance to, I still may have the heart to play A tune that you can dance to."
At such times the nun was accustomed to sing; and at the sound of her voice, Eugene smiled, and resigned himself to rest. At last, the glance of his eye grew intelligent, and he returned to a consciousness of his position. Doctor Franzi remarked with regret, however, that he was apathetic, listless, and quite indifferent to his recovery.
"Ah," said Olympia, disappointed, "if you were in health, you would not be so pusillanimous, my child. 'Tis easy to see that you are sick." "No, mother, I am no longer sick. At Laura's command, I have wrestled with bodily weakness, and have overcome it." "I do not understand you, my son." Eugene pointed to the figure of Doctor Franzi, who just then entered the room.
"Change of air and of scene is indispensable to your recovery." "Let me die here," was Eugene's languid reply. "Your highness is not going to die," observed Doctor Franzi; "but I am afraid that you are about to cause the death of another person." "Whom can you mean?" asked Eugene, interested. "I mean Sister Angelica, your nurse."
The troops are on their way now, to greet their general. Hark I Do you not hear the drums? Every brave heart in the army is beating with joy at the prospect of seeing him again." "And I, too, am joyful at the anticipation," replied Eugene, rising from his chair. "You are right, Franzi.
But Eugene remembered that she had but an hour to live, and, shuddering, he overcame his weakness and approached the dying girl. She held out her hands, and smiled. "Eugene," said she, "I long for air and light. May I be lifted out upon the balcony?" Eugene looked at Doctor Franzi, who beckoned to the servants.
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