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"I have never heard that, madamigella." "I wonder," continued the young girl absently, "why my mother wants to sleep so much." "Perhaps she has not recovered from the fatigues of the other night," suggested the priest. "Perhaps," said Florida, sadly looking toward her mother's door. She turned again to the instrument, and let her fingers wander over the keys, with a drooping head.
Well, because I think you would starve there." "I am used to that," said Don Ippolito; "and besides, until some of my inventions became known, I could give lessons in Italian." "Oh, bravo!" said Ferris, "you prefer instant death, then?" "But madamigella seemed to believe that my success as an inventor would be assured, there." Ferris gave a very ironical laugh.
He released his hands from her, and uttered this cry under his breath, with his face lifted towards the heavens. When he looked at her again, he said: "Madamigella, if my share of this misery gives me the right to ask of you" "Oh ask anything of me! I will give everything, do everything!" He faltered, and then, "You do not love me," he 8aid abruptly; "is there some one else that you love?"
"And sometimes when people are dying, you must stand by their death- beds and give them the last consolations of religion?" "It is true." "Oh!" moaned the girl, and fixed on Don Ippolito a long look of wonder and reproach, which he met with eyes of silent anguish. "It is terrible, madamigella," he said, rising. "I know it.
"No, we will not read any more to-day," she answered. "Then I relieve you of the disturbance, madamigella," he said; and after a moment's hesitation he bowed sadly and went. She mechanically followed him to the door, with some little gestures and movements of a desire to keep him from going, yet let him go, and so turned back and sat down with her hands resting noiseless on the keys of the piano.
It is not much, it is very, very little, but it is something. Do not wholly condemn me!" "Condemn? Oh, I am sorry for you with my whole heart. Only, why must you tell me all this? No, no; you are not to blame. I made you speak; I made you put yourself to shame." "Not that, dearest madamigella. I would unsay nothing now, if I could, unless to take away the pain I have given you.
Thus far had she got in her meditations when she felt herself addressed in clear, half-mocking tones: "And how, this evening, is Madamigella Ruth?" So he had seen her this evening binding his corn. "I am quite well, padrone," she said, smiling shyly. The two old ladies looked on amazed, for of course they were not in the secret.
Do I not live ruin here?" "What did he say what did he tell you?" "No, no; not now, madamigella! I do not want to think of that man, now. I want you to help me once more to realize myself in America, where I shall never have been a priest, where I shall at least battle even- handed with the world. Come, let us forget him; the thought of him palsies all my hope.
At first the signora remained quite aghast; but when she collected herself, she called out peremptorily, "Madamigella, you push the affair a little beyond. Cease!" The Paronsina, having said all she desired, ceased, panting.
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