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Updated: June 8, 2025
He stood still, looking down at the canal till the last of the men had passed in. Then, before he went on, he raised his eyes slowly to Marietta's window, not guessing that her own were answering his from behind the rosemary and the geranium. His pale face was very sad and thoughtful as he looked up. She had never seen him look so tired.
"You said it before," he observed, "when you said you were surprised. I am surprised myself. Dear me, yes." "Don't! That was a foolish thing for me to say and you mustn't take it the wrong way. And your bringing Nelson's hat over here instead of leavin' it in that entry for more of Marietta's crowd to notice and, ten to one, recognize! We all knew it was hangin' there.
Marietta's fresh cheek blushed like red roses, and she looked down, as shamefacedly as any country maid, but Zorzi turned white as he stooped to pick up his stick, then stood quite upright and met her father's eyes. "How dare you, I say?" repeated the old man fiercely. "I love her, sir," Zorzi answered without fear for himself, but with much apprehension for Marietta.
Volkmar could not say him nay; he knew, alas, only too well, if that war took Marietta's lover from her, she would be friendless, penniless and alone, and a load was lifted from his heart at the thought of her future being assured. He made no further objections, but only said: "And what does Marietta say? Is she willing?" "Certainly. We decided the question last evening, after my arrival.
"She's used to it," said Jerry raptly. "She must be. People with gifts like that why, of course folks go to see 'em." He was removed and silent after this, and had scarcely a word for Marietta's late-blooming calla that had held her in suspense through the winter when she had wanted it, to unroll its austere deliciousness now in the spring.
Something of Marietta's unsparing presentation of facts was inherited from her father, though, under his wife's tutelage, he usually spared Lydia when he thought of it. At this time he was speaking almost absently, his attention divided between the exceptions to his rulings taken by the corporation counsel and the quality of his dinner; both disturbing to his quiet.
I was offered some at six cents, but I don't know anybody that wants it." Marietta's throat felt parched and dry, and now there was a singing in her ears; but she gave no outward sign. "Pretty hard on some folks," she remarked. "I should say so!" There was a din in her ears all that afternoon, which was perhaps a fortunate circumstance, for it shut out all possibility of thought.
Marietta's head was aching and she felt as if the hard, hot fingers of some evil demon were pressing her eyeballs down into their sockets. She sat in an inner chamber, to which only women were admitted.
Marietta's love is certainly the more pleasant and comfortable, because the more humble. Like a faithful dog she lies at my feet; if I push her from me, she comes back, lies humbly down, and licks the foot that kicked her. Away, then, to her, to my tender Marietta." Hiding his letters in his breast, he took his hat and hastened in the direction of Marietta's dwelling.
But for Nella, it would be safest to give the box into Marietta's keeping, since no one could possibly suspect that it could have found its way to her room. At the mere thought, his heart beat fast. It would be a reason for seeing her alone, if he could, and for talking with her.
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