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They were walking along the path leading to the Greek Chapel, which commands the finest view to be had of the bay, but they paid no attention to it. "Miss Lydia," said Orso, after a silence which had lasted long enough to become embarrassing, "tell me frankly, what do you think of my sister?" "I like her very much," answered Miss Nevil.
Orso wore his new clothes at breakfast, and during that meal he told his sister that his trunk contained a certain number of books, that he was going to send to France and Italy for others, and intended she should study a great deal.
"You know," he said, "that the fight took place without witnesses, and the reputation of these two unhappy men stood so high, both for bravery and cunning, that nobody will believe Signor della Rebbia can have killed them without the help of the bandits with whom he is now supposed to have taken refuge." "It's not possible," said the colonel. "Orso della Rebbia is a most honourable fellow.
But at that moment the only thing that struck Orso in this particular landscape was one point an important one, it is true, in his present circumstances.
"Is that you, Ors' Anton'?" exclaimed the child, rather startled. "It is Signorina Colomba's song." "I forbid you to sing it!" said Orso, in a threatening voice.
'Count Orso' Austria; 'Michiella' is Austria's spirit of intrigue; 'Camillo' is indolent Italy, amorous Italy, Italy aimless; 'Camilla' is YOUNG ITALY! Their eagerness for sight of Vittoria was now red-hot, and when Camillo exclaimed 'She comes! many rose from their seats.
Very much put out, Orso sat in the midst of the group of mounted men, all talking at once, and crowding round to shake hands with him. For some time he could not make himself heard.
Sometimes, less alarmed on her own account, she thought of poor wounded Orso, who was probably lying on the cold earth, with no help beyond what she might expect from a bandit's charity.
"What will they think of me!" Miss Nevil whispered. "They'll think you lost your way in the maquis, that's all." "What will the prefect say? Above all, what will my father say?" "The prefect? You can tell him to mind his own business! Your father? I should have thought, from the way you and Orso were talking, that you had something to say to your father."
She coloured deeply, rose eagerly, went a few paces forward, and then stopped short, apparently much confused. Orso was quite close to her, and was looking at her curiously. "Are you Orso Antonio della Rebbia?" said she in a tremulous voice. "I am Colomba." "Colomba!" cried Orso.
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