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A man must be half a poet, he must have sensibilities, ideals, visions, a nervous heart, an exaggerating eye and a mind sensitized like a photographer's plate to receive impressions! Do you see me provided with all that stuff?" He laughed again, somewhat intentionally, for he meant to amuse Gianluca. "Nor myself either," answered the latter. "I am much simpler than you imagine." "Are you?
It is the life or the death to which you may look forward if you will neither open your eyes to see, nor raise your hand to guard yourself. And you cry out in outraged horror at the idea of seeing Gianluca della Spina here, in this garden, by these steps, under God's sunlight, as you see me here to-day by accident. It seems to you what shall I say? unladylike!" Taquisara laughed scornfully.
The woman had seen him go by when the party had arrived. "Do you think that Don Gianluca looks very ill?" Veronica asked. "Excellency " the maid hesitated. "I wish that all may live but he seems a dead man." Veronica said nothing, but it was long before she got to sleep that night, and the vision of his face came again and again to her, pale, haggard, haunting, distressing her exceedingly.
A dead silence followed, which lasted several seconds. Matilde had laid her hand upon the Duca's arm, as though to give him courage, and she felt it tremble under her touch, for he loved his son very dearly. "You might have written me this news," he said at last, in a low voice and with a dazed look. "You might you might have spared me oh, my son! My poor Gianluca!"
"Shall we try that feint of yours that you were doing the other day?" she asked. "You know, you touched me with it. I think I can meet it now, for I have been thinking about it." "Yes, try it!" said Gianluca, from his chair. "Certainly," answered Taquisara. Instantly, both fell into position and engaged.
She and Gianluca did not refer to what had happened, and to what had been said, when she had told him the truth. She, on her part, felt that she had done right, and that it was the sort of right which need not be done again. But he, poor man, was not so wholly undeceived as she thought him to be. Since she loved no one else, he could still hope that she might love him.
"We shall never forget your kindness, and all the trouble you have taken! Gianluca is in the next carriage. I think you have saved his life!" There was a sort of inoffensive motherliness in her tone which surprised Veronica a suggestion of possession that irritated her.
For the sake of my friend, I am indiscreet enough to wish to hear the confirmation of the statement from your own lips, without in the least questioning the right of the Count Macomer to make it last night. Gianluca is honestly and very deeply in love. The happiness of his whole life is involved. With his delicate constitution and sensitive temper, I believe that his life itself is in danger.
Why " he recovered himself "I should get married again, as soon as possible, of course. What else should any one do?" But the bold eyes for once looked down a little, their steadiness broken. "You would do nothing of the sort," said Gianluca. "What do you mean?" Again Taquisara started almost imperceptibly, and his brows contracted as he looked up sharply.
"Veronica," said Bianca, at last, "why do you not marry Gianluca, since you have grown to liking him so much?" "I like him for a friend," answered Veronica, quietly. "I do not want a husband. Some day, I will tell you my story, perhaps some day, if you will come to Muro, dear. Think about it." She left the room rather abruptly, and Bianca did not refer to the subject again.
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