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I had been with my mamma, and when I left my mamma poveretta I met Gaspare." "I hope your mother is well." "Signora, she is not very well just now. She is a little sad just now." Hermione felt that the boy had some trouble which, perhaps, he would like to tell her. Perhaps some instinct made him know that she felt tender towards him, very tender that night.
"So it appears, since they have buried her." "It's all over? When was the funeral?" "The other yesterday. But a funeral you could scarcely call it, signore; it was a dull little passeggio of two gondolas. Poveretta!" the man continued, referring apparently to Miss Tita. His conception of funerals was apparently that they were mainly to amuse the living.
Feigning to be enthusiastic, Marcoline took his hand and kissed it, while he in his vain exaltation drew her towards him and kissed her on the brow, saying, "Poveretta, you are an angel!" At this incident, in which there was more love of our neighbour than love of God, we all bit our lips to prevent ourselves bursting out laughing, and the sly little puss pretended to be extremely moved.
I tell you he is younger for a man than I am for a woman, God help me! It isn't only years that make people old." "That's true, bambina mia, poveretta. And I am sure I have nothing to say against it if you can fancy this Marchese a gay and handsome young cavalier." "Handsome he is, as far as that goes. I swear he is the handsomest man I have seen here!
As Vere explained Artois had a moment of surprise, a moment of suspicion even of vexation. But it passed when Vere said: "I'm afraid poor Madre suffered a great deal. She looked dreadful this morning, as if she hadn't slept all night." "Poveretta!" said Artois. He looked earnestly at Vere. This was the first time they had met since the revelation of Peppina.
It is through Giovanna's charitable disposition that we make the acquaintance of two weird sisters, who live not far from us in Calle Falier, and whom we know to this day merely as the Creatures creatura being in the vocabulary of Venetian pity the term for a fellow-being somewhat more pitiable than a poveretta.
I wanted to know about Miss Tita how she was and where she was but I asked him no more questions till we had got upstairs. Now that the fact had met me I took a bad view of it, especially of the idea that poor Miss Tita had had to manage by herself after the end. What did she know about arrangements, about the steps to take in such a case? Poveretta indeed!
Feigning to be enthusiastic, Marcoline took his hand and kissed it, while he in his vain exaltation drew her towards him and kissed her on the brow, saying, "Poveretta, you are an angel!" At this incident, in which there was more love of our neighbour than love of God, we all bit our lips to prevent ourselves bursting out laughing, and the sly little puss pretended to be extremely moved.
When this sentence was declared the wretched woman, who had never anticipated a more severe fate than exile, exclaimed in a piteous voice: "Oimè poveretta!" but shortly recovering herself, she resumed the same calm courage which she had previously evinced.
"And we must leave her here?" "Yes, signorina." "I will get the sheet." He helped her to rise from her knees. Looking down she saw a stain of blood on her skirt, and she clung to his arm for a moment, swaying as though she would fall. There was a murmur among the people of pity and sympathy. "Poveretta! Che disgrazia!" "Coraggio!" the carabiniere said gently.
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