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How much 'dot' do you give her?" she continued, going up to Perez. "She has two hundred thousand gold piastres," replied the Spaniard. "And that is not all, monsieur," said the Marana, turning to Diard. "Who are you? Go!" she repeated to Montefiore. The marquis, hearing this statement of gold piastres, came forward once more, saying, "I am really free " A glance from Juana silenced him.
La Marana made over to the husband the whole sum she had obtained of the father for Juana's "dot," requiring neither acknowledgment nor interest. According to her own code of honor, a contract, a trust, was a thing of the heart, and God its supreme judge.
But she loved her children doubly: first with the noble violence of which her mother the Marana had given her the example; secondly, with grace and purity, in the spirit of those social virtues the practice of which was the glory of her life and her inward recompense.
Our honor is dead, and this woman " He pointed to the Marana, who had risen and was standing motionless, blasted by his words, "this woman has the right to despise us. She saved our life, our fortune, and our honor, and we have saved nothing for her but her money Juana!" he cried again, "open, or I will burst in your door." His voice, rising in violence, echoed through the garrets in the roof.
Before they could enter, the Marana had time to strike her dagger into the guilty man; but anger hindered her aim, the blade slipped upon the Italian's epaulet, though she struck her blow with such force that he fell at the very feet of Juana, who took no notice of him. The Marana sprang upon him, and this time, resolved not to miss her prey, she caught him by the throat.
A third and last meeting had taken place between mother and daughter in the streets of Milan, to which city the merchant and his wife had paid a visit. The Marana drove through the Corso in all the splendor of a sovereign; she passed her daughter like a flash of lightning and was not recognized. Horrible anguish!
"But you said once forgive me if I remind you of it now you said that you are you called yourself 'La Marana." She shrank back, exclaiming: "Paul! Indeed, I need to forgive you!" "Still, it is true," I persisted, turning to look at her. The movement caused me to halt, closing my eyes, while a great wave of pain swept over me from head to foot.
"Don Juan de Marana" not only resembles his namesake, celebrated by Mozart and Moliere, in his peculiar successes among the ladies, but possesses further qualities which render his character eminently fitting for stage representation: he unites the virtues of Lovelace and Lacenaire; he blasphemes upon all occasions; he murders, at the slightest provocation, and without the most trifling remorse; he overcomes ladies of rigid virtue, ladies of easy virtue, and ladies of no virtue at all; and the poet, inspired by the contemplation of such a character, has depicted his hero's adventures and conversation with wonderful feeling and truth.
"Yes, but has any harm come to her; is she still " "Perfectly well," said Dona Lagounia. "O God! send me to hell if it so pleases thee!" cried the Marana, dropping, exhausted and half dead, into a chair. The flush in her cheeks, due to anxiety, paled suddenly; she had strength to endure suffering, but none to bear this joy.
Here, powerless and panting, fell she then. "JUNIA. What was her name, my daughter? Here the translator must pause having no inclination to enter "the tabernacle," in company with such a spotless high-priest as Monsieur Dumas. Something "tabernacular" may be found in Dumas's famous piece of "Don Juan de Marana."
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