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"It is unworthy of a man who follows reason to lose his self-control and indulge in vain threats," he answered, assuming a grand didactic air. "You attempt to argue with me. I will show you what argument really means, and whither it leads. Now answer me some questions, Tista, and I will prove that you are altogether in the wrong.
A hackneyed subject on church vessels, but which had taken wonderful beauty under the skilled fingers of the artist, who sat cursing the priest who was to use it, while expending his best talents on its perfections. "It is not bad," he said rather doubtfully. "Come and look at it, Tista," he added.
"Herr Ritter," said the woman, raising herself on the pillow, and putting both her hands into his; "you are too good to, my 'Tista, and too good to me. Why will you do these things?" He smiled, as though the matter were not worth a word; but she went on, "I say you are too good, dear friend.
"He will know what is best to be done, and will help us, you may be sure. Of course, he expected to see us before anything was done in the matter. But I am not afraid to face papa all alone. Besides, Tista is talking to him at this very minute. I told him all he was to say, and he has so much courage!" "I wish I had as much," moaned the Signora Pandolfi, lapsing into hesitation.
And then he is taken back! And then but the chickens, Lucia, you forgot to ask about the chickens " "Not a bit of it," answered the young girl. "I asked first, before he told me. Afterwards, I don't know I should not have had the strength to speak of chickens. He said roasted, mamma. Poor Tista! He likes them with rice. Well, one cannot have everything in this world."
"Look, mother!" he cried, holding up the volume gleefully; "this is one of the great German Professor's 'Treatises on Chemistry! Herr Ritter has bought it for me! Isn't it good of him? And he is here, and wants to know if he may come and see you!" She smiled, such a poor ghost of a smile as it was! and answered feebly, "Let him come; 'Tista."
Dear Don Paolo, nobody but you can arrange this affair " "Hush, hush, Tista. I cannot hear you talk in this way. Come, we will go back to Marzio. He will listen to reason " "Do you know what he said to me not a quarter of an hour before you came in?" asked Gianbattista quickly, laying his hand on the priest's arm. "He said I might have Lucia and welcome if I would kill you! Do you understand?
"I believe in forgiveness when the other side begins," said Gianbattista. "Perhaps Marzio will forgive too," argued the priest. "He has nothing to forgive," answered the young man. The reasoning seemed to him beyond refutation. "But if he says he has no objection, if he begs you to come back, I think you might make some advance on your side, Tista.
And when 'Tista, with his heart almost breaking for grief, came at the hour of sunrise to tell Herr Ritter that she was dead, the old man looked out across the hazy blue of the eastern reaches at the sea of golden splendour breaking beyond them, and answered only in his quiet patient way, that he had known it could not be for long.
Gianbattista instinctively rose and put his arm about the girl's waist as they stood together and looked at the sick man. He felt that it was his duty to comfort her. "The doctor thinks he may get well," he said. "Who knows," she answered tearfully, and shook her head, "Oh, Tista, he was our best friend!" "It was in trying to save me " said the young fellow. But he got no further.
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