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Ranuzi met the sharp and piercing glance of the Russian with cool composure. "I think it bold, but impossible. We could not maintain our position, one hour. The garrison of Berlin would overcome us. We have no thousands of prisoners in the casements here, as in Kustrin, to aid us in such an attempt."
Having gone so far in her confidences, the pitiable daughter of this light-minded mother went so far as to speak of her mother's adorers. The last and most dangerous of these, the one she hated most bitterly, because he came most frequently and occupied most of her mother's time and thoughts, she declared to be the Count Ranuzi.
"You must come now," said the policeman, roughly, as he stepped nearer to Ranuzi, at the same time giving his companion a sign to do the same. "Come immediately and quietly. Do not compel us to use force." "Force," cried Ranuzi, shrugging his shoulders, as he drew his hand from his bosom and pointed a pistol toward the policemen, from which they shrunk back terrified.
This is here my only distraction and recreation, and really I do not know what I should do with my time if I did not kill the weary hours in this way." "You do employ it sometimes to a better purpose?" said the Frenchman, in low tones. "Love is still for you a more agreeable diversion, and you understand the game well." "It appears you are also an observer," said Ranuzi, with an ironical smile.
I knew you; and not my lips only, but my heart, uttered that loud cry which caused you to look up, my Carlo. And now you recognized me and stretched your hands out to me, and I would have sprung to you from the window, had not Taliazuchi held me back. I cried out, 'It is Ranuzi! it is Carlo!
"What thoughts, Marietta?" said he, placing his hand under her chin, and raising her head gently. She looked up at him with a curious, dreamy smile, but was silent. "Well, what thoughts have you when I am not with you?" he repeated. "I think it possible a day may come in which you will cease to love me." "And you think you will then fly to Taliazuchi for consolation?" said Ranuzi, laughing.
Is this all right?" He clasped her rapturously in his arms, and the words of tender gratitude which he expressed were not entirely wanting in sincerity and truth. Marietta was proudly happy, and listened with sparkling eyes to his honeyed words. As Ranuzi, however, after this long interview, arose to say farewell, she held him back.
Ranuzi made no answer to these glowing words, silently he suffered himself to be led forward by the lady, then replied to her ardent assurances by a few cool, friendly words. "You are alone to-day, Marietta," said he, "and your husband will not interrupt our conversation." "My husband!" said she, reproachfully, "Taliazuchi is not my husband.
I was too ambitious to submit to this, and had not the courage to refuse him, so I became his wife, and in becoming so, I abhorred him, and I swore to make him atone for having forced me to become so." "But this force consisted only in hymns of praise and favorable criticisms," said Ranuzi, quietly.
Ranuzi shrugged his shoulders. "You will be very careful not to shoot me. The dead do not speak, and it is very important for my judges that I should speak. Go to that door; I give my word that I will follow you." As if to strengthen his words, he raised the hand which held the pistol, and the two men withdrew with threatening glances, to the door.
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