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Updated: July 25, 2025
'Sir, said a voice which Stradella and Ortensia instantly recognised as Trombin's, 'I see that you are at least as young as you are noble, if not more so, and I shall therefore not press my acquaintance upon you so far as to take your life.
The grey-eyed woman's voice shook with an emotion which Ortensia could not have understood if she had noticed it, for she was dreadfully miserable just then. Pina bent down over her, smoothed her hair and patted her bare arm softly. 'Why hope for what you can take, if you have the courage? she asked, dropping her voice to a whisper, as she glanced behind her towards the door.
'Your two admirers mean business! said the musician with some amusement. 'Trombin will seem less ridiculous the next time you see him staring at you! 'How can you laugh! asked Ortensia gravely, for she had never before seen men face each other with drawn swords.
'But what can I sing? he asked. "Lord have mercy on us!" answered Ortensia, almost laughing. 'That must be the meaning of the song, at all events. 'A miserere? Stradella was surprised at the suggestion, for old men do not usually like dirges. 'No, sweetheart, I did not mean that!
The Senator was reflecting before giving an answer which must be final. Was Ortensia worth the six or seven hundred ducats which the whole affair would cost him?
Ortensia was a mere girl still, but her eyes had been opened of late, and she did not fail to notice the impression she had made on the young man; she was far too much in love with her husband, however, to care for such admiration, or even to be pleased by it, and somehow the present case seemed to be of bad omen.
The Mother Superior looked at him quickly, as if not believing that he was in earnest, for she had been convincing herself that it was he who had carried off Ortensia, pretending to be Stradella. 'It must be a very easy thing for you, Gambardella continued. 'You have your own church here, and your own priest, who will probably obey you.
When all is quiet they are to gag you and your husband, and carry you downstairs to Don Alberto's carriage. If you attempt to go home to the palace the scheme will inevitably succeed. Ortensia stood leaning back against the pilaster very white. Gambardella continued. 'The Maestro asked me if I knew of any place of safety to which you could both go to-night before leaving Rome to-morrow.
Trombin, however, was anxious to discover the name of the adversary he had wounded, and Gambardella was not unwilling to help him, though he considered him quite mad where Ortensia was concerned. 'You have no imagination, Trombin objected, in answer to this charge.
She smiled to Ortensia, and nodded familiarly to Stradella, making a beckoning and inviting gesture to him over her shoulder with her right hand as she turned away.
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