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Updated: June 20, 2025
In this anguish of heart he went forth one day into the wood which lies on the top of the mountain of La Verna, beyond the Friary, and ran up and down, stumbling among the roots of the trees and calling aloud with sighs and tears, "Little wretch, thou art lost! Abominable sinner Angelo, how shalt thou find a holy death?"
I saw I had been a fool to be so personal, and I was soon punished for my presumption, for she rose to her feet and said in an altered voice that she would now show me the castle. As I said before, it was a tremendous old place. It was a two- hours' job to go through it even as we did, and then Verna said we had skipped a whole raft of things she would let me see some other time.
"What a pity you weren't born a Catholic! you might have been a religious," she said to him one night at La Verna, when he had been reading her some of the Fioretti with occasional comments of his own. But he had shaken his head with a smile. "You see, I have no creed or next to none." The answer startled her.
He had been sacrificed to the Duke's insane fear, to his savage greed for victims, and the Countess Verna was not to be consoled. As soon as possible, the mother and daughter left Modena for Milan. There they lived in seclusion till Candida's marriage.
And besides, it didn't seem to me conclusive. The view itself was good enough to eat, for we were high above everything and saw the harbour and the country stretched out on all sides like a map. "This is where I come for my day-dreams," said Verna.
By the time we had reached the cliffs and began to perceive the high grey walls of the castle in the distance, Verna and I were faster friends than ever, and anyone seeing us together would have thought we had known each other all our lives.
"May I ask to whom I am indebted for this kindness?" It was asked with gentleness. But for the moment it brought no response. "My name is Verna Woods," came at last with an unsteady defiance. They had reached the steps of the big, hospitable porch. With deep relief Katie saw that there was no one about. Nora had gone out with one of her adorers from the barracks.
"'Smatter, girls tired of dancing already?" asked Brandon. "Oh, no we could dance from now on," Verna assured him. "But you see, Nadia hadn't seen that husband of hers for fifteen minutes, and was getting lonesome. Being afraid of all you men, she wanted me to come along for moral support.
At La Verna you may sleep for one night not well, but bearably; at Camaldoli, very well indeed in summer; and then, wherever you may be, you will find a fine courtesy, for rough though they seem, these peasants and such, are of the Latin race, they understand the amenities.
Then he got into a fairy chariot, together with a bag of gold and the family lawyer, and ordered the coachman to drive him to Lord George Willoughby's in Curzon Street. "The open arms appeal to me," I said. "He was nearly hugged to death," said Verna, "for they were so pleased the old name was not to die out and be forgotten.
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