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Loose me from this chair, and I will talk to you. Her eyes flashed as she spoke, and the contempt in them added mightily to her beauty. Mr Thomas Jackson, otherwise Jules, erstwhile head waiter at the Grand Babylon, considered himself a connoisseur in feminine loveliness, and the vision of Nella Racksole smote him like an exquisite blow. 'With pleasure, he replied.
Nella was obliged to acknowledge, in spite of herself, that the fellow had distinction, an air of breeding. No one would have guessed that for twenty years he had been an hotel waiter. His long, lithe figure, and easy, careless carriage seemed to be the figure and carriage of an aristocrat, and his voice was quiet, restrained, and authoritative.
Till then, at all events, she would do what she thought right, no matter how Nella might be scandalised. Nella came back, and said that Zorzi was better, that he had slept all the afternoon and now had very little pain, and he was not in any anxiety about the furnace, for Pasquale had kept the fire burning properly all day. Zorzi had begged Nella to deliver a message of thanks.
Her father had spent the morning at the hotel, and Prince Aribert had kept watch. The two men were never absent from the house at the same time, and one of them always did duty as sentinel at night. On this afternoon Prince Aribert and Nella sat together in the patient's bedroom. The doctor had just left. Theodore Racksole was downstairs reading the New York Herald.
'Scarcely that, said Racksole, and he took Jules by the sleeve. The millionaire knew for a certainty that Nella occupied No. 111, for he had examined the room her, and himself seen that her trunks and her maid and herself had arrived there in safety. 'Now open the door, whispered Racksole, when they reached No.111. 'I must knock. 'That is just what you mustn't do. Open it.
'What do you want to talk to me about? she asked her companion, as she poured out for him a second cup of tea. The Prince looked at her for a moment as he took the proffered cup, and being a young man of sane, healthy, instincts, he could think of nothing for the moment except her loveliness. Nella was indeed beautiful that afternoon.
'Nonsense, was the curt reply, in feminine tones. 'Move aside instantly. The door opened, and Nella entered. There were tears in her eyes. 'Oh! Dad, she exclaimed, 'I've only just heard you were in the hotel. We looked for you everywhere. Come at once, Prince Eugen is dying Then she saw the man sitting on the bed, and stopped.
To get the door shut was all I could think of. I was afraid. I waited; then I went to the bell, but I did not ring. After all, he was my brother. Then Nella called out from my room; I was on my way to fetch a clean frock for her from the contessa's room when my brother came. Now I fetched it, and as I came out of the room the contessa came in. It was a great relief."
"I will send him what he is to have," answered Nella, with an air of superiority. Marietta looked back at Zorzi from the door, and his eyes were following her. She bent her head gravely and went out, followed by the others, and he was alone again. But it was very different now.
"I wish you would take less interest in the child and more in my pearls." "Humor the child and let her show me the frock, then we will talk about the pearls." With a bad grace the contessa went with Nella into the maid's room. Quarles looked at me and at the fragments of the vase on the floor. "Do you find them suggestive?" "I am waiting to see the contessa in a real temper," I answered.
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