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As she had trembled then, she began to tremble now. She felt exhausted, that she could bear no more, that she must rest, be guarded, cared for, protected, loved. The boat touched shore. Gaspare leaped out. He cast an eager, fiery look of scrutiny on his Padrona. She returned it. Then, suddenly, he seized her hand, bent down and kissed it. She trembled more. He lifted his head, stared at her again.
Other gentlemen don't consult their daughters when a suitable lover appears. So the signorina became the marquis's betrothed wife, but the padrona said firmly that her niece was too young to be married. She induced Junker Van Hoogstraten, whom she held as firmly as a farrier holds a filly, to defer the wedding until Easter. The outfit was to be provided during the winter.
I will make him come here." He was going out when Artois put a hand on his shoulder. "And the Padrona?" "Signore, she is always there, in her room, in the dark." "And you have heard nothing?" "Signore, I have heard the Padrona moving." The hand of Artois dropped down. He was invaded by a sense of relief that was almost overwhelming. "You are certain?" "Si, Signore.
But it passed, and in the early morning he stood in the corner of the Campo Santo where Protestants were buried, and threw flowers from his father's terreno into an open grave. And once more his Padrona was alone. Far away from Sicily, from his "Paese," among the great woods of the Abetone he received for the first time into his untutored arms his Padroncina. His Padrone was gone from him forever.
Italy was in the warm air, and in an instant from Craven's consciousness London was blotted out. For a moment he stood just inside the door feeling almost confused. Opposite to him was the padrona, a large and lustrous woman with sleepy, ox-like eyes, sitting behind a sort of counter. Italian girls, with coal-black hair, slipped deftly to and fro among the tables serving the customers.
It could not be of much consequence. And yet his heart felt oppressed for a moment at the thought what absolution would mean to her if she believed in it only ever so little. No matter. It was quite true that he had given her already the very last moment he could spare. "You refuse to go?" she gasped. "Ah! you are always yourself, indeed." "Listen to reason, Padrona," he said.
As she spoke she turned the key of Amy's door, took it out and put it in her pocket, then faced the padrona steadily, looking her straight in the eyes. "Mademoiselle," stormed the landlady, "I give you my word, four people have left this house already because of the noises made by little miss. More will go.
Look here, Padrona, I am the same man who came ashore one evening and sat down in the thatched ranche you lived in at that time on the other side of the town and told you all about himself. You were not unjust to me then. What has happened since? I am no longer an insignificant youth. A good name, Giorgio says, is a treasure, Padrona."
"Gaspare," he said, "you and I we helped the Signora once, we helped her in Sicily." Gaspare looked away from him, and did not answer. "Perhaps we can help her now. Perhaps only we can help her. Let me into the house, Gaspare. I shall do nothing here to make your Padrona sad." Gaspare looked at him again, looked into his eyes, then moved aside, giving room for him to enter.
It was in the reign of the late King Francis, and you doubtless know that this great Prince was a very gallant gentleman, who was said to have broken as many hearts as lances. My padrona, who in those days was very beautiful, belonged to the ladies of his court, and King Francis especially distinguished her.
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