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And the soft blue eyes rest upon him full of pathetic pleading. An expression of despair comes into Nobili's bright face. How can he answer her? How can he satisfy her when he himself has shaken her trust? Alas! would the golden past never come again? The past, tinted with the passion of ardent summer? "Believe me?" he cries, in a tone of wildest passion. "Can you ask me?"
The image of the Virgin on the altar was uncovered. The tall candles flickered, Enrica and Nobili knelt side by side the man who had ceased to love, and the woman who still loved, but who dared not confess her love! As Fra Pacifico proceeded, Count Nobili's face hardened. Was not the basilisk eye of the marchesa upon him? Her lawyer, too, taking notes of every look and gesture?
But Trenta was not there he had rushed down-stairs as quickly as his old legs and his stick would carry him, and was out of hearing. At the mention of Nobili's name Enrica looked stealthily from under her long eyelashes, and turned very white. The sharp eyes of her aunt might have detected it had she been less engrossed by her passage of arms with the cavaliere.
If by this means the civil marriage can be brought about, Guglielmi will have clinched a doubtful act into a legal certainty. "A moment, Signore Avvocato " and Nobili is following Guglielmi to the door, consternation and amazement depicted upon his countenance, "Is this indeed so?" Nobili's manner indicates suspicion. "Absolutely so," answers the mendacious one.
As Nobili bore her up on his strong arm, pacing up and down among the flowering trees that, bowing in the light breeze, shed gaudy petals at their feet Nobili looked so strong, and resolute, and bold his eyes had such a power in them as he gazed down proudly upon her that the tears which trembled upon Enrica's eyelids disappeared. Nobili's strength came to her as her own strength.
By extraordinary diligence he procured a summons for Count Nobili to appear within fifteen days before the tribunal, to answer in person for his breach of marriage-contract unless, before the expiration of that time, he should make the contract good by marriage. The citation was left with the secretary at Count Nobili's own house.
Nobili's troubled eyes, that wander all over her, ask the question. "Speak to me speak to me!" he cries. "Curse me but speak to me!" At this appeal Enrica turns her tear-bedewed face toward him. "Nobili," she says at last, very low, "would you have gone without seeing me?" Nobili dares not lie to her. He makes no reply.
She was, as I have said, sitting in the same place by the casement, concealed by the curtain, her head bent down over her knitting. She had only looked up once when Nobili's name had been mentioned. No one had noticed her. It was not the usage of Casa Guinigi to notice Enrica.
The fame of Nobili's courage had already reached them. All bless him as he passes bless him louder when Nobili, all aglow with happiness, empties his pockets of all the coin he has, and promises more to-morrow. At this the women lay hold of him, and dance round him. It was long before he was released. At last Fra Pacifico carried him off, almost by force, to sleep at the curato.
Stronger grew the passion of her longing to cast herself on that cold bed deep, deep below to rest forever. She tried to move, but could not. She tottered and almost fell. Then all swam before her. She sank backward against the door; with her two hands she clutched the post. Her white face was set. But in her agony not a sound escaped her. Her secret Nobili's secret must be kept, she told herself.
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