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When she was next aware of anything it was broad daylight, and she was lying on her bed, still dressed and wearing her cloak; and Kalmon was bending over her, his eyes on hers and his fingers on her pulse, while old Teresa watched her anxiously from the foot of the bed. "I'm afraid it is a 'perniciosa," he said. "Put her to bed while I call a regular doctor." Regina looked up at him.

Kalmon was not an emotional man, but as he went out he felt a little lump in his throat, as if he could not swallow. He had not doubted his friend's kindness, but he had doubted whether she would feel that she had a right to "expose her daughter," as the world would say, to meeting such a "person," as the world called Regina "Consalvi's Regina."

"She wishes to see you alone," Kalmon said, in explanation, while he held the door open for Aurora to pass in. He closed it after her, and the two were together. When Aurora entered, Regina's eyes were fixed upon her face as if they had already found her and seen her while she had been in the other room. She came straight to the bedside and took the hand that was stretched out to meet hers.

Those are antiquated distinctions, like the four elements of the alchemists." "Well but what is the thing, then?" asked Corbario, almost impatiently. "What should you call it in scientific language?" Kalmon closed his eyes for a moment, as if to collect his thoughts.

Old Teresa had gone out for something, and Regina opened the door herself. "I have come to see if you need anything," Marcello said, when they were in the sitting-room. "I am sorry to have been obliged to bring you to such a wretched place, but it seemed a good thing that you should be so near Kalmon." "It is not a wretched place," Regina answered.

"But you promised that I should find you here to-day!" Marcello said, with gentle reproach. "Yes. I did not mean to break my word. But I thought he would do it. It seemed so easy." Her voice was weak with the fever, and sank almost to a whisper. He stroked her hand affectionately, hoping that she would go to sleep; and so a long time passed. Then Kalmon came in with his friend the great doctor.

Perhaps you had better know, though I warn you that what I am going to say will be a shock to you, of which you do not dream." "You must be exaggerating!" Marcello smiled incredulously. "You had better tell me at once, or I shall imagine it is much worse than it is." "It could not be," Kalmon answered. "It is hard even to tell, and not only because what happened was in a distant way my fault."

Kalmon did not know what to think, and he wished the operation could be performed before Corbario came; but that was impossible. Regina stood beside him, waiting for him to speak again. "Do you need money?" he asked abruptly, with a sharp look at her face. "No, thank you, sir," she answered. "He has everything here." "But for yourself?" He kept his eyes on her. "I thank you, sir, I want nothing."

"It is nothing," Corbario tried to say. "I was dizzy for a moment." Kalmon and the footman helped him into his low carriage, and raised the hood, for the afternoon sun was still very hot. "Shall I go home with you?" Kalmon asked. "No, no!" cried Corbario nervously. "You are very kind. I am quite well now. Good-bye.

"Aurora I mean, the Signorina can you? Oh, do you think you could?" "I'll try," Kalmon answered in great surprise. But now the hoarseness was suddenly gone, and her sweet voice was softly humming an old song of the hills, forgotten many years, and the Professor saw that she did not know him any more. He nodded to Teresa, who was in the room, and went out.

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