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He spoke quite frankly therefore of his hopes and plans. He was desperately interested in Derby's mining project because he owned a piece of property within a few miles of Vencata and if the Sansevero sulphur mines turned out well probably all the land in the neighborhood would also be leased by Derby's company, and it might be that he and Cecelia could be married.

As she looked at the girl in question, however, there was a decided relish in her next remark: "I think Giovanni Sansevero will carry off that prize! See the way she is smiling up at him. Ah! and now they are dancing together. Certainly they make a suitable looking couple." The duchess straightened her dumpy figure to its greatest possible height. For once she forgot herself.

He was merely aware that Giovanni's manner proclaimed opposition, so, when the sound of his voice ceased, Sansevero continued: "Nina is all the most fastidious could ask. Noblesse oblige are you going to keep our name among the greatest in Rome, or are you going to let it fall like that of the Carpazzi?

"I cannot deny that I should like my Cesare to be so fortunate as to win her, but I must confess she and Giovanni Sansevero make a charming couple!" "Dancing, yes," snapped the duchess, "but for my taste they dance too fast!" "She is doubtless thinking of her tub of a son, who moves with about the grace of an elephant," whispered the Princess Malio behind her fan.

"You know whereof I speak, Alessandro and Giovanni not even the Sansevero have the lineage of the Carpazzi!" "Certainly, certainly, my friend," answered Giovanni. "No one is disputing the fact with you."

"The lady is fainting," he said, and a glance at Nina's face too well confirmed it. Besides, the man would hardly have dared disobey a Sansevero. Once in the open air, they lost no time in going around to the main entrance. The Sansevero carriage was waiting, and Giovanni put Nina in. "Wait here a moment I will go up and tell Eleanor." Nina was shaking from head to foot.

I am a stranger to you, and that is why I am going to say something perhaps all the more forcefully because I have only a racial and not a personal interest: but between marrying Giovanni Sansevero or that Austrian over yonder or the golden-headed ornament on your right, and such a man as John Derby, no woman with an ounce of sense could for one minute hesitate.

She wondered vaguely why it was so much more apparent in Don Giovanni than in her uncle the prince. Prince Sansevero seemed quite modern; the Marchese di Valdo, though more modern actually than his brother, still seemed to keep his touch on the age that was past. "Do these old legends please you, Mademoiselle? Or are you too restless? Too progressive?

Why, we can have all the rooms at Torre Sansevero opened, and you, my beautiful one, shall have again the comfort that your wretch of a husband has deprived you of!" His excited appropriation of Nina's fortune for the general family coffers jarred; and the princess at once checked his rapidly soaring imaginings. "Not so fast! Not so fast!

And, furthermore I can assure you it is much more comfortable here than in the country." If Giovanni thought she was going to stay sentimental very long, he did not know the American temperament. For she now went into a long dissertation upon the discomfort of Torre Sansevero, where she nearly froze to death. Candle light she had not minded, though she much preferred electricity.