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This stung her; and urging Irene to follow her example, she took up a position in my bed by force; and as there was not enough room for three, Marcoline got on top of Irene, calling her her wife.
Irene, who wore her handsome cloak, shed hot tears at parting from Marcoline, who also wept with all her heart. Old Rinaldi, who proved himself no prophet, told me that I should make a great fortune in England, and his daughter sighed to be in Marcoline's place. We shall hear of Rinaldi later on. We drove on for fifteen posts without stopping, and passed the night at Valence.
If your excellency can induce Marcoline to leave me, I will make no objection; but I warn you that she must be won mildly. She is intelligent, she loves me, and she knows that she is independent; besides she reckons on me, and she has cause to do so. Speak to her to-day by herself; my presence would only be in your way. Wait till dinner is over; the interview might last some time."
Marcoline stepped forward, seized his hand, and kissed it before I could answer. Querini, who was greatly astonished, thanked her and said, "What have I done to deserve this honour?" "Because," said Marcoline, speaking in the Venetian dialect, "I have the honour of knowing his excellency M. Querini." "What are you doing with M. Casanova?" "He is my uncle." My carriage came up.
I gave her good news of Marcoline, and told the story of Croce and Charlotte's death, which affected her to tears. In turn she told me about Rosalie, who was quite a rich woman. I had no hopes of seeing her again, for she lived at Genoa, and I should not have cared to face M. Grimaldi.
I congratulate you on your good spirits." Irene's tale was like the fair Stuard's story over again, and Marcoline, though she had taken rather too much champagne, was deeply moved at this picture of misery. She kissed the girl, telling her that I would not forsake her, and that in the meanwhile they would spend a pleasant night.
Kisses were given and received, tears of happiness and repentance shed, I wept myself from mingled feelings of emotion, happiness, and regret. In the meanwhile Clairmont had brought up my niece's luggage, and I went away promising to return and see her another day. I had another and as important an arrangement to conclude, I mean with respect to Marcoline.
"That is a really philosophical remark, my dear Marcoline," said Querini; "but tell me the qualities which in your opinion are desirable in a husband." "I should be puzzled to name them, but they would all become manifest in the man that pleased me." "And supposing he were a worthless fellow?"
"I think Marcoline is happy, but if she has succeeded in gaining the favour of your excellency, she is happier still; and I feel sure that if she were to go back to Venice under the exalted patronage of your excellency, she would efface all stains on her reputation. As to permitting her to go, I can put no stumbling-block in the way, for I am not her master.
Make him do so, Count Rinaldi; my niece will pay, will you not, Marcoline?" "Certainly. I should like to dine here, and still better to put off our departure till the next day." Her wishes were my orders. We had a delicious supper at five o'clock, and at eight we went to bed and spent the night in wantonness, but at five in the morning all were ready to start.
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