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"Were you aware, then, Signor Marchese," he asked, "that the Marchese Ludovico had gone to the Pineta with this unhappy woman?" The Marchese dropped his head upon his chest and paused a minute, passing his hand slowly across his brow and before his eyes, before he replied, "Yes, I knew that," he said, at length; "the Conte Leandro told me of it."
That having so strayed he might have been unable to find his way back again to the spot where he had left her, or to be certain whether he had found the same spot or not, would not seem at all unlikely to any one acquainted with the Pineta. All this story was likely and natural enough. But the motive the inevitable inference from that terrible cui bono question.
You may go out by the Porta Nuova, at the end of the Corso, and so to that part of the forest which lies to the southward of the city; or by the northern road, which very soon enters the wood on that side. Perhaps the finest part of the Pineta is that to the southwards. Of all places in the world it is the spot for a colazione al fresco." "I should so like it.
And once in every month I indulge myself by going to the top of our tower you can't see it from this window, it is on the northern side of the church and looking out over the north Pineta as far as I can see towards it. May God and St. Mark grant that no tempter ever offer me the sight of Venice again at the price of my soul's salvation! I shall never, never see Venice more!"
"That sort of lady does not much like walking so far as from the Pineta here, I fancy. Besides, I should have overtaken her on the road." "In any case what is there to be uneasy about. No harm can have happened to her. No such luck, per Bacco!" "Harm! No; no harm can have happened to her, beyond losing herself in the forest.
Perhaps, too, there was some little anticipation of the slight punishment to be inflicted on her lover, when he should be told that she had visited the Pineta alone at the very time when he had been in her immediate vicinity engaged in showing it to another. And with these thoughts in her head, she made her inquiries, and started on her way.
But when examined as to her disposal of herself after leaving the church of Apollinare as to her motives for changing her purpose, if it were true, as she stated, that she did change her purpose of entering the Pineta she became embarrassed and failed to give any satisfactory reply.
Then Ludovico related clearly and shortly how the excursion to the Pineta had been imagined and planned between him and Bianca at the ball; how they had put their plan into execution; how he had left her sleeping in the forest; and had been unable to find her again; how he had returned, after spending much time in fruitless seeking, and had shortly afterwards, being then in the company of Signor Giovacchino Fortini, seen the dead body of the unfortunate lady brought into the city by men who had discovered it in the forest.
A little weary with the good but damp old Christians, we ordered our driver to continue across the marsh to the Pineta, whose dark fringe bounded all our horizon toward the Adriatic. It is the largest unbroken forest in Italy, and by all odds the most poetic in itself and its associations.
"I have been here fourteen years next Easter, and I have never once been in Ravenna in all that time, nor, indeed, further away from this church than just a stroll within the edge of the Pineta." "That is the Pineta we see from this window, of course, Padre mio. What a lovely view of it! And how beautiful it is! Where does that road go to, Padre? To Venice?" "No, figliuola mia.
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