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I found the rector prepared to favor me with his usual flow of language. Fifty Mr. Finches could not have possessed themselves of my attention in the humour I was in at that moment. To the reverend gentleman's amazement, it was I who began and not he. "I have just left Lucilla, Mr. Finch. I know what has happened." "Wait a minute, Madame Pratolungo!
There! take the things away into the kitchen. Excuse my dress, Madame Pratolungo. How am I to dress, with all I have got to do? What do you say? My time must indeed be fully occupied? Ah, that's just where it is!
Of all the women whom I passed in the crowded streets, I doubt if one had a heavier heart in her bosom that morning than mine. Mr. Finch's inhuman conceit treated my melancholy news of his daughter as a species of complimentary tribute to his own foresight. "You remember, Madame Pratolungo, I took high ground in this matter from the first.
He had his reply to it ready, for all that. "If you had seen more of the world, Lucilla," he said, "you would know that a true love like yours is a mystery to a woman like Madame Pratolungo. She doesn't believe in it she doesn't understand it.
"Your father's note suggests to me," replied Nugent, "that he is a little hurt at the short notice I gave him of our discussion here. I thought if you and Madame Pratolungo went on first that you might make our peace with the rector, and assure him that we meant no disrespect, before Oscar and I appeared. Don't you think yourself you would make it easier for us, if you did that?"
I saw Nugent's face darken, as he walked to the door. "Madame Pratolungo," he said, "you may, one day, regret the course that you have just taken. Do as you please, Lucilla I have no more to say." He left the room, with a quiet submission to circumstances which became him admirably. Now, as always, it was impossible not to compare him advantageously with his vacillating brother.
"I despair, Madame Pratolungo I assure you, I despair of conveying any idea of how I feel under this most melancholy state of things. You have been very good; you have shown the sympathy of a true friend. But you cannot possibly understand how this blow has fallen on Me. I am crushed. Madame Pratolungo!" Finch!" There is no other word to express it but the word I have used. Crushed."
Thus encouraged, I presumed to keep my seat. The rector still waited for us. I looked as miserable as I could. Mrs. Finch cast her eyes up reverentially at her husband, as if she thought him the noblest of created beings, and silently put her handkerchief to her eyes. Mr. Finch was satisfied; Mr. Finch went on. "My health has suffered I assure you, Madame Pratolungo, MY health has suffered.
Oscar impatiently repeated my question; the rector, at the time, officiously assisting him to descend from the carriage, and leaving me to get out as I could. "Did you hear Madame Pratolungo?" Oscar asked. "Is Lucilla found?" "Dear Oscar, we hope to find her, now you have come." That answer revealed to me the secret of Mr. Finch's extraordinary politeness to his young friend.
As soon as I had my own way, I behaved perfectly. I never asked to have the bandage taken off; I was satisfied with only speaking to him. Dear old Grosse he isn't half as hard on me as you and my father was with us, all the time. It has done me so much good. Don't be sulky about it, you darling Pratolungo! My 'surgeon optic' sanctions my imprudence.
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