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Updated: May 9, 2025
"O David! how could you desert me? Can you think of all that I have suffered alone? God nor man has helped me." "Poor, poor Nanna!" "If you had been ill to death, neither the words of men nor the power of the law could have kept me from your sick-bed. No, indeed! I would have risked everything to help you. Where were you at all, David?" "I was on the Sea Rover." "The Sea Rover!
At first we met each other every evening, then every morning and evening, and at length " "And at length morning, noon and night!" interrupted Gottlieb, with a smile. "In truth, Nanna, you are right, for if our every meeting was so divided that we should be together but once each week, our acquaintance would have been prolonged for an entire year."
"And what else," said Nanna severely, "do you expect, Miss Edith?" "I didn't expect this. I do believe it's getting worse." "Worse?" Nanna was contemptuous. "It was worse on Master Walter's birthday last year." "I can't think," moaned Edith, "why it's always bad on birthdays." But however badly "it" might behave in the night, it was never permitted to destroy the spirit of the day.
After the necessary operation of tapping one of his casks and filling it up with water, he lingered on before a measure of the best, while Nanna and Paoluccio dozed in their chairs; and at last all three were asleep. Then Regina went out softly into the dark summer night, and climbed the stairs to the attic. "I am going to take you to Rome to-night," she whispered in Marcello's ear.
Nanna, who for a long season had battled against the intoxicating desire which had filled her heart, gradually assented to Gottlieb's words, and the interview terminated with a second agreement, which was directly contrary to the first one, for by it they bound themselves to love each other forever. They agreed that this change from their former agreement should be concealed from all others.
A piece of white cloth had been the signal agreed upon, and a fluttering handkerchief should answer the purpose well enough without being too conspicuous to alien eyes. Nanna still slept, and Esmay, slipping into the hallway, stood listening for a moment. Then she went on boldly; the moon was still high, and she would not need a light.
For a wife he had chosen the daughter of a half pay sergeant, and in this case his fortunate star was in the ascendant, for she not only brought him a loving heart, but also the little farm on which he resided at the date of our story. We will now, however, turn our attentions to Nanna, who is sitting beneath the tree near the spring, in which she has been bathing her feet.
Then, suddenly, Esmay stopped in her monotonous pacing of the room and flung herself on her knees by her sister's chair. "You goose!" she exclaimed, with tender suspicion. "I believe you have been crying." "Not a bit of it," returned Nanna, sitting bolt upright and staring hard at the ceiling. "I only want you to be sure and let me know before you go.
The upper story, that is, the attic, contained two divisions, and the sole dominion of these airy apartments was granted to two younger members of the family; the front room belonging to Nanna, and the other to her brother Carl, known in the neighborhood by the nick-name of "Wiseacre," and under certain circumstances as "Crazy Carl," although it would have been difficult to find throughout the entire neighborhood a personage wiser than honest Carl.
From between the trees that bordered the side of the hill, she saw a green coat emerge, which when it reached the plain made its way towards the little fountain beneath the tree. The wearer of the coat, who was the young man who had carried the knapsack and had called Nanna his little naiad, a term which he supposed she did not understand, cast himself upon the grass near the trunk of the tree.
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