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He intimated that he had never yet painted for emolument, nor for the gratification of others; and added, carelessly, "what farther concerns me shall be revealed to you in our hours of leisure by the lake of Garda." On the appointed morning we quitted Venice.
It was madness for a wounded man and a girl to attempt to reach Torre Garda through a pass held by the enemy. But Sor Teresa said nothing. Marcos sat motionless in the saddle. His face was above the radius of the reversed carriage-lamp, while Juanita standing on the dusty road in her nun's dress looking up at him, was close to the glaring light.
" I believe you would never have told me." "Oh yes, I should. We have taken a flat in Munich." Margaret glanced out of window. "By 'we' I mean myself and Monica. But for her, I am and have been and always wish to be alone." "I have not heard of Monica." "You wouldn't have. She's an Italian by birth at least. She makes her living by journalism. I met her originally on Garda.
The basins of Maggiore, Como, Lugano, and Garda are by origin deep hollows scooped out long since during the Great Ice Age by the pressure of huge glaciers that then spread far down into what is now the poplar-clad plain of Lombardy.
In this crisis occurred the first of those curious scenes which recur at intervals in Bonaparte's life. Some, and those eye-witnesses, have attributed them to genuine panic. His first measure was to despatch flying adjutants, ten in number, to concentrate his scattered forces at the critical point, south of Lake Garda.
"They say la Garda dare not enter the forest," Morano continued, "but thirty miles from here the forest ends. They could ride round while we go through." "They would give us horses?" said Rodriguez again. "Surely," said Morano.
"But I have come back. I shall come back the Mother Superior..." "The Mother Superior is in Saragossa. I am mistress here," replied Sor Teresa, standing still and dark, like one of the pines at Torre Garda. The Sarrion blood was rising to her pale cheek. Her eyes glowed darkly beneath her overshadowing head-dress.
Yet I dared not touch the fallen body of the Christ, that lay on its back in so grotesque a posture at the foot of the post. I wondered who would come and take the broken thing away, and for what purpose. On the Lago di Garda The Holy Spirit is a Dove, or an Eagle. In the Old Testament it was an Eagle; in the New Testament it is a Dove.
It is permissible for Marcos to identify himself with such proceedings in protection of those whom Providence has placed under his care. Indeed I should expect it of him. It is his duty to defend Torre Garda." Juanita looked at the supine form in the easy chair. "Yes," she answered. "And I am mistress of Torre Garda."
I wish you would let me know your address there, he added, with frank friendliness. 'I go on with my sister to Salzburg, and then turn off on my own account; I might be able to pass your way, and I should so much like to have a talk with you a real talk, about music and all sorts of things. Did I ever tell you of my little place at Riva, head of Lake Garda?
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