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Nothing is sacred to him." "I wish Nobili were come." It was Orsetti who spoke now. "I should have liked him to lead instead of Baldassare. Adonis is getting forward. He wants keeping in order. Will no one else lead? I cannot, in my own house." "Oh! but you would mortally offend poor Trenta if you did not let Baldassare lead.
Nera won't get Nobili, my word upon that there are too many stories about her." But these remarks at the moment passed unnoticed. No one asked what Franchi had heard, all being intent about the cotillon and the choice of partners. I shall not try to cut them out." "No, no, not you, Orsetti! We know your taste does not lie in that quarter.
When the door had closed, and the sound of his retreating footsteps along the empty rooms had ceased, Nera raised her hand, then let it fall heavily upon the table. "I have done it!" she exclaimed, triumphantly. "Now I can bear to think of that Orsetti ball. Poor Nobili! if he had spoken then! But he did not. It is his own fault." After standing a minute or two thinking, Nora uncovered the lamp.
The unspeakable horror he had felt, as she lay stretched out on the floor before him, had stupefied him. If she had died? As the horrible question rose up within him, his blood froze in his veins. But she was not dead nay, if the report of Madame Orsetti was to be trusted, she was in no danger of dying. "Thank God! thank God!"
Now he glances from man to man in an appeal defiant, yet pleading, pitiful to behold. Every face grows grave. Orsetti is the first to reply. "I feel deeply for you, Nobili. We all love you." "Yes, all," responded Malatesta and Ruspoli, speaking together. "You must not attach too much importance to idle gossip," says Orsetti. "No, no," cried Ruspoli, "don't. I will stand by you, Nobili.
Being single, Teresa either is, or affects to be, excessively steady; no one would marry her if she were not not even the good-natured Orsetti. Your Italian husband in futuro will pardon nothing in his wife that may be not even that her dress should be conspicuous, much less her manners. Neither is it expedient that she should be seen much in society.
"Why did you come so late, Nobili?" asked Orsetti, turning his head, and speaking in the pause of a waltz with Luisa Bernardini. "You must go at once and talk to Trenta about the cotillon." "Well, Nobili, you gave us a splendid entertainment for the festival," said Franchi. "Per Dio! there were no women to trouble us." "No women!" exclaimed Civilla "that was the only fault. Divine woman!
"Good fruit ripe fruit!" were cries audible even in the ballroom; and a fine aroma of coarse tobacco mounted rapidly upward to the illuminated windows. Within the archway groups of servants were ranged in the Orsetti livery. Also a magnificent personage, not to be classed with any of the other domestics, wearing a silver chain with a key passed across his breast.
The women will keep him in order," was the immediate reply of a young man who had not yet spoken. "The cavaliere must marshal the dancers, and Baldassare must lead, or the old man would break his heart." "I wish Nobili were here all the same," replied Orsetti. "If he does not come soon, we must select his partner for him. Whom is he to have?" "Oh!
In the possession of Enrica's love, all other desires, aims, ambitions, had up to the night of the Orsetti ball vanished. Up to that night, for her sake, he had grown solitary, silent nay, even patient and subtle.
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