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Taquisara had thrust him upon Veronica in an excess of friendly zeal for his interests. He kept his place for a few moments, and then, seeing Bianca's intention, rose and went to Veronica's other side. Gianluca immediately drew his chair nearer to Bianca. Veronica did not remember afterwards how the Sicilian opened the conversation, nor what she herself at first said.
It was Taquisara who went to find the doctor, leaving Veronica on her knees, while Don Teodoro stood motionless at the foot of the couch, his hands gripping each other till his nails cut the flesh, his grotesque face invested for the moment with an almost sublime horror of what he had unwittingly done.
"That was the answer which my brother and his wife gave to the Duca della Spina," he replied coldly. "Yes," said Taquisara. "I know it was. That is the reason why I have come to you, directly, as Gianluca's friend." "Does Don Gianluca propose to call me out, because he cannot marry Donna Veronica?" asked Bosio, in surprise, and in a tone which showed that he was already offended. "No.
As Taquisara saw how those around him seemed to have recovered from the terrible emotions through which they had passed, and how the life in the castle quickly subsided again to its monotonous level and ran on in its old channel, the temptation to solve all difficulties by letting matters alone presented itself to him with considerable force.
It seemed to her that the people had a right to see Gianluca standing on his feet beside her, since her marriage was to mean so much to them. Don Teodoro came to her, soon after Taquisara had left him, to tell her that he must go to Naples without delay. She looked at him in astonishment at the proposal, and as she looked, she saw that his face was changed.
"You might write to her," he suggested. "Love-letters to Donna Veronica?" Gianluca smiled incredulously. "You do not know her!" "I know her a little," replied Taquisara. "All women like to receive letters from men who love them, if they are well expressed and sincere." "How horribly practical you are sometimes!" exclaimed the younger man, unaccountably irritated at his friend's generalizations.
Taquisara looked at him curiously and went away to arrange matters as he proposed.
For Don Gianluca della Spina was lying at the point of death, and there were with him the princess and Don Sigismondo Taquisara, the Baron of Guardia, his friend. The princess desired to be married to Don Gianluca, before he died, and sent for me in great haste and commanded me to marry them.
"You had better put on a jacket it is just as well." "Oh no but you can really fence! I had no idea. I shall be more careful. Try again!" They engaged once more, and Taquisara was cautious. His defence did not compare with his attack, and he could not take the offensive in earnest. He parried her quick thrusts with some difficulty, and presently she touched him on the arm.
Little by little her sensations wore off, and she was quite quiet again, but the recollection of them remained and made her wish to renew them every day. "You are wonderful," Gianluca repeated, when they had talked of other things for a while. "Taquisara is not a fencing-master, but he is as good as most men, and better than many. You gave him trouble, I could see.
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