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Updated: June 27, 2025
"I am coming," she whispered, not sure if she was answering in a dream to a voice in a dream. But the light of the wondrous sea was dimmed to the light of an earthly sunset. Through it Vanno's eyes called to her as his voice had called those eyes which had been her stars of love and she forgot the brighter light, just seen and lost. "You!" she said. "It's like heaven "
Inarticulate, enchanting whispers of the love and joy which have been in the world and may be again floated up to Vanno's imagination like the chanting of mermaids heard under the sea. He felt that, if he should meet his Giulietta now, he would believe in her, and his belief would make her worthy of itself, if she were not already worthy.
At one of these window tables a very small one sat a lovely creature, alone. A good many heads were turning to look at her, so probably she had not long ago arrived. For an instant Vanno's eyes were fixed upon the glittering figure, and the bowed face shadowed by an eccentric hat, without recognizing it. But it was only for an instant.
And she looked so young, her eyes so full of sea and heaven! On what errand had she come alone to this place? He determined that he would know, and soon. Mary ordered coffee in the hall, because something of her delight in the gay restaurant had been crushed out by Vanno's snub. She was no longer at peace under his eyes, and wished to avoid meeting them again, so it was pleasanter to go away.
And what she had done was largely for Vanno's sake, she repeated to herself once again. The Princess was his sister-in-law. Her honour was the Della Robbia's honour. A way must open. Light must come. "I think," Mary said, trying not to let the words falter on her lips, "Vanno won't want proof."
In the joy of Vanno's love for her, and his old friend's fatherly kindness, she basked in the contentment of being understood, loved, taken care of; and she knew that she was a woman, not a child, only by the capacity to love a man as a woman loves.
She craved this excitement, and felt lost without it, now that the interest of Prince Vanno's distant presence in her life was gone. Still, she could not bring herself to refuse an offer which seemed meant in kindness. She gave Lord Dauntrey one thousand louis, the smallest capital, he explained, necessary to exploit his system with five-franc pieces at roulette.
Marie Della Robbia in her white dress made a picture among the crimson cushions, and it was scarcely possible for her not to know that the three men who grouped round her found the picture charming. Vanno's heart was thumping.
Their eyes met, as they had so often met, but to-day there was no coldness in Vanno's, or hurt pride in Mary's. "Can you think of any reason for the bad English?" he asked. He longed to hear what she would say. She thought for a minute.
A faint shiver ran through Mary's body, and Vanno's heart leaped against her breast, as if he sent his life to warm her heart. "Come back to me, if you loved me!" he called her. Very slowly she opened her eyes, dazzled still with the light she had seen through the open door. "Mary, come back and save me!" he cried to her out of the darkness.
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