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If she stayed away-why, then he would have to believe that, after all, the real Gertrudis Garavel had spoken last night at the opera, and that the sprightly, mirthful little maid who had bewitched him on their first meeting no longer existed. An odd bashfulness overtook him. It did not seem to him that it could possibly have been he who had talked to her so boldly only the evening before.
"I I don't see how you ever did it, you're such a blamed fool. Now let's go back to the house, it's sundown." "We'll be along directly," his son assented. "There are chills in the evening air," Mr. Garavel protested. "I'm sorry, but we were waiting for the fairies. They were almost in sight when you frightened them away." Gertrudis nodded. "It is quite true, Senor Antonio.
His surroundings were not such as to lend him assurance, and Garavel's grief at his daughter's disgrace was really distressing. Moreover, the unequivocal threat to annul the marriage filled him with alarm. His only consolation came from the fact that Gertrudis had made known the truth without the slightest hesitation. That showed that she was loyal, at any rate.
"In that, at least, you are quite right, for Gertrudis is a good girl, and obedient, as a general rule; but it is impossible. Her marriage has been arranged." "Do you think that is quite fair to her? If she loves Ramon Alfarez " Once again Garavel's brows signalled surprise. "Ah, you know?" "Yes, sir.
Ramon deceived you. Now it is all right. You will be President, and I can be happy." Ramon's suspicion kindled on the instant. He turned upon the banker. "So! I begin to see! That was a trick, then, to betray my father." "But wait!" Gertrudis exclaimed, sharply. "Did you not trick us also? Did you not use the General, your father, to make me give up the man I love?
I'd forgotten that I'm married! Suppose Gertrudis hears of this! If it ever gets to her I believe I could kill him." "Don't talk like that." "I never really thought I could take a person's life, but if she heard she might believe; everybody else seems to believe. Understand, she hardly knows me. She might she might " Anthony seized his temples in despair. Runnels took a sudden illogical decision.
She could be Spanish enough when she chose, he perceived, and he felt, as he was intended to feel, that the little lady of quality he had met to-night would be much harder to win than the girl of the woods. The plague of it was that, if anything, he was more in love with the definite and dazzling Gertrudis Garavel than he had been with the mysteriously alluring Chiquita.
It was a difficult bit of juggling, but he managed to keep one or two of the articles in the air almost continuously. When it came time to leave he expected at least to be allowed a farewell word or two with Gertrudis, but instead he was bowed out as ceremoniously as he had been bowed in, and, finding himself at last in the open, sighed with relief.
When still young she was appointed court painter at Mannheim, and in 1776 was made a professor in the Academy at Düsseldorf. Her pictures are in the Galleries of Bamberg and Carlsruhe, and in the Darmstadt and Stuttgart Museums. <b>URRUTIA DE URMENETA, ANA GERTRUDIS DE.</b> Member of the Academy of Fine Arts, Cadiz, 1846. Born in Cadiz. 1812-1850.
Moreover, he conceived that he had scored heavily by his last retort, at which Kirk had only smiled. This was just what Kirk wanted, and he quickly suggested the balcony. But Gertrudis was obstinate. "I must remain with my father," she said. "May I sit beside you, then? I've been thinking of a lot of things to say. I always think of bully remarks when it's too late. Now I've forgotten them.
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