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Updated: June 16, 2025
"Bon Dieu! that horrid fat man has deserted Signora Venosta, looking for his own cloak, I dare say; selfish monster! Go and hand her to her carriage; quick, it is announced!" Graham, thus ordered, hastened to offer his arm to the she-mountebank. Somehow she had acquired dignity in his eyes, and he did not feel the least ashamed of being in contact with the scarlet jacket.
But whatever might have been his reply was arrested; voices and footsteps were heard behind. He turned round and saw the Venosta, the Savarins, and Gustave Rameau. Isaura heard and saw also, started in a sort of alarmed confusion, and then instinctively retreated towards the arbour.
Even then he lingered still, and renewed the interrupted conversation with her, the Venosta joining therein; and so agreeable did he make himself to her Italian tastes by a sort of bitter-sweet wisdom like that of her native proverbs comprising much knowledge of mankind on the unflattering side of humanity in that form of pleasantry which has a latent sentiment of pathos that the Venosta exclaimed, "Surely you must have been brought up in Florence!"
Here the Venosta, who had been listening with great attention to Louvier's commendation of this investment, drew him aside, and whispered in his ear: "I suppose, M. Louvier, that one can't put a little money-a very little money poco-poco pocolino, into your street." "Into my street! Ah, I understand into the speculation of the Rue de Louvier! Certainly you can.
In these passages, not only the Abbe was pointed out for popular execration, but Raoul de Vandemar, though not expressly named, was clearly indicated as a pupil of the Abbe's, the type of a lay Jesuit. The Venosta alone did not share in the contemptuous laughter with which the inflated style of these diatribes inspired the Rameaus.
I came hither, determined to tell the young lady all this, if I found her at home. I should be a dishonoured man if I suffered her to be cheated into misery. "There, Madame Venosta, there! Take that journal, show it to Mademoiselle; and report to her all I have said." M. Rameau, habitually the mildest of men, had, in talking, worked himself up into positive fury.
And when a woman, still very handsome, with a countenance grave and sad, entered the salon, the Venosta murmured, "The husband's perfidy reveals itself on a wife's face," and took out her handkerchief in preparation for sympathising tears. "Mademoiselle," said the visitor, halting, with eyes fixed on Isaura. "Pardon my intrusion-my son has the honour to be known to you.
I had some little difficulty in convincing the Signora Venosta that the girl was crazed. But I felt the danger I incurred of her coming upon me some moment when in company with Isaura, and so I left my father's house; and naturally wishing to steer clear of this vehement little demon till I am safely married, I keep my address a secret from all who are likely to tell her of it."
Isaura bashfully turned round to steal a glance at her silent listener, and beheld moistened eyes and quivering lips. At that moment she was reconciled to her art. Graham rose abruptly and walked to the window. "Do you doubt now if you are fond of music?" cried the Venosta. "This is more than music," answered Graham, still with averted face.
"I shall have the wreath yet," cried the Venosta, impishly. "Alas!" said Isaura, half mournfully, half smiling, "alas! do you not remember what the poet replied when asked what disease was most mortal? 'the hectic fever caught from the chill of hope." Graham Vane was musing very gloomily in his solitary apartment one morning, when his servant announced Colonel Morley.
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