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Updated: June 8, 2025
Some of the streets they visited were so narrow that they had to send back even their litters; but everywhere the crowds bowed such deference and respect to the Vestal's white robes that their progress was easy. Drusus soon had given his orders to cabinet-makers and selected the frescoer's designs. It remained to purchase Cornelia's slave-boy.
It was another noon in Lost Valley. The summer sun sailed the azure skies in majesty. Little soft winds from the south wimpled the grass of the rolling ranges, shook all the leaves of the poplars. Down the face of the Wall the Vestal's Veil shimmered and shone like a million miles of lace. At Corvan wild excitement ruled.
I did not tremble as previously, because I had learned that he was but human, though I had once considered otherwise, but I was willing to forget. How happy is the blameless Vestal's lot! The World forgeting, by the World forgot. Pope. However, the car did not turn into our drive, but went on.
I discern a distinction, though you may not. The Vestal's fire burns straight." "Who is she?" "It rejoices me that she should be so little known. All the greater the illumination when her light shines out! The signorina Vittoria is a cantatrice who is about to appear upon the boards." "Ah! that completes it." Corte rose to his feet with an air of desperation.
His "integrity is as unspotted as the vestal's flame as untarnished and pure as the driven snow," said a local newspaper when his methods were assailed, and no one could face him without believing that he had courage that would have its way without stooping to meanness, and vision that saw its objective through the hesitant dreams and sickly qualms of lesser strength.
A coarse epithet. Fabia without the least hesitation thrust herself into the dirty-robed, foul-mouthed crowd. At sight of the Vestal's white dress and fillets the pack gave way before her, as a swarm of gnats at the wave of a hand. Drusus strode at her heels. It was a sorry enough sight that met them though not uncommon in the age and place.
What right had he to come to her again in the vision and to change it all, to take her in his violent arms and kiss her on the mouth, and burn the mark of shame into her soul, and fill her with a pleasure more horrible than any pain? Was this the end of all her girlish meditation, of the Vestal's longing for higher things, of the mystic's perfect way? A man's brutal kiss not even resisted?
We drove down to the town, finished our business transactions, and then went in the 'Vestal's' steam launch on board the 'Gamma, one of the new Chinese gunboats on her way out to China. After afternoon tea we all adjourned to the 'Sunbeam, where we found many other friends already arrived or arriving.
But Fabia had no intention of taking a step which would tear her from the circle in which she was dearly loved, and which, though permitted by law, would be publicly deplored as an evil omen. The Vestal's pure simple life had left its impress on her features. Peace and innocent delight in innocent things shone through her dark eyes and soft, well-rounded face.
"Hurrah! we have knocked away her wheel," cried Bonham, who had sprung into the mizen rigging to ascertain the effect of the last broadside; "she's ours, if we are smart with our guns." The Frenchmen had just fired a broadside which had killed three of the "Vestal's" crew, knocked one of her boats to pieces, and done other damage, but had not materially injured her running rigging.
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