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Italians glide easily into conversation and acquaintance, and Mansana ascertained without difficulty that the old gentleman was a pensioned official of the preceding régime, and that the young lady was his daughter a girl of about fifteen, fresh from a convent school.
They were determined to think well of Giuseppe Mansana. My dear husband felt that himself, and it made him very humble, for he was oppressed by the thought that he had not deserved all this affection. "In Ancona all went easily enough. The main obstacles had been overcome.
Both were tall, spare, muscular, with small heads and low foreheads; resembling one another in build and features, and yet infinitely different. They were the sons of the dead Mansana.
It turns upon the question of the mutual duties of husband and wife, when love no longer unites them. The solution seems to lie in separation when union has thus become essentially immoral. "Captain Mansana" is a story of Italian life, based, so the author assures us, on actual characters and happenings that had come within the range of his observation during his stay abroad.
Presently Theresa was sufficiently composed to ask where Mansana was. "That," answered the elder lady calmly, "we none of us know." "But we hope to find out before long," added the Major. White as a sheet, Theresa sprang up, and looked from one to another. "Tell me," she cried; "what is it that has happened?"
As he passed under a street lamp, the light just enabled Mansana to catch a hurried glimpse of an officer's kepi, and a young, clean-shaven face, and he also noticed that Amanda bent still lower over the trellis of the verandah. A young girl in love especially when her love is clouded by danger is apt to imagine that she sees her lover's figure everywhere.
There lived the woman he loved, and nothing but the sight of her could assuage the fire of passion that flamed in his heart. Giuseppe Mansana was in love with a woman whose temperament was not dissimilar to his own: a woman who must be conquered, and who had captivated hundreds without herself yielding to the spell of any lover.
Quicker than words can tell, he once more faced the horses, flung away the whip, and wound the reins thrice about his arms, and, making full use of all his strength, pressed his feet firmly against the footboard. He wished now to live not die with her! Then came a tug of war, for Mansana had determined that this bridal march of Death should be transformed to one of joyous Life.
A whispered "Theresa" was the first spoken word to part their lips for a moment. Never did woman with greater joy accept the position of a worshipped sovereign than did Theresa that of adoring subject, when Mansana at last released her; never did fugitive seek pardon for having struggled for freedom with eyes so radiant with happiness.
He jumped about the room, and broke into a loud peal of laughter. Mansana, who was still upon the staircase, heard the laughter, and stopped to listen. Luigi shuddered at the thought of his own carelessness, and the next moment heard some one knocking at the door. He was too much alarmed to say "Come in," but Mansana walked in without waiting for this. "Was it you I heard laughing?" he asked.
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