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Updated: May 18, 2025
This very day all will be over with me. Before I had sufficiently recovered from the shock to think of seizing Julio, he had disappeared. Probably, to-day " "Heavens!" exclaimed Simon Turchi, "I hear Miss Van de Werve." "For the love of God, not a word in her presence," said Mr. Van de Werve. Mary entered the room, looking around anxiously.
The young man felt that he could not refuse Mary's request. He drew from under his doublet an object suspended on a steel chain, and, approaching Mr. Van de Werve, he placed it in his hand. It was a flat medal of greenish copper, on which were engraven unknown letters and signs. A cross between two bent sabres, and beneath them a crescent, filled up the centre of the medal.
Van de Werve attempted to lead his daughter out of the room; but she, like one crazed by grief, released her hand from her father's, fell upon her knees before Turchi, and exclaimed: "By the love you bore him, signor, take pity on me and tell me what has happened to him. Let me not leave the room under the frightful conviction that he is dead!"
Van de Werve mounted the ladder cautiously, and approached Signor Deodati, with whom he exchanged the most cordial salutations. Mary remained in the gondola; she saw Geronimo embrace his uncle repeatedly; she rejoiced to perceive that the eyes of the old man were filled with tears of emotion.
Shall I let him him the husband of Mary Van de Werve look down upon me from the height of his grandeur and felicity? No, no.
Van de Werve. "And you, Signor Deodati?" "I have also remarked it. But what do you infer from this?" "About a month ago I interrogated Geronimo as to the cause of his melancholy, and he informed me in confused, vague terms, that he had lost a considerable sum at play." "At play!" exclaimed Mr. Van de Werve, overpowered by astonishment.
Van de Werve feared she would lose consciousness before reaching her own apartment. All, with the exception of the perfidious Turchi, were moved by compassion for the unhappy young girl. As the duenna opened the door to let her mistress pass out, strange sounds were heard in the vestibule. Mary started, and stepped back into the room, as though in presence of some apparition.
"Not a drop of blood is left in his veins." Simon Turchi had recovered from his excessive emotion. He arose and said: "I must wash the blood from my hands, and efface the least spot that might betray me. Then I must go on Change and transact some business with people who will remember to have seen me there at that time. Later, I will call on Mr. Van de Werve.
Van de Werve, opened a passage for the party, and they proceeded to the Scheldt amid acclamations testifying the love and respect they inspired. Their drive resembled a triumphal procession. The old Deodati was deeply moved. He seemed rejuvenated. A sweet smile was upon his lips, and he looked proudly upon Geronimo. Thus full of the thought of their future happiness, they reached the dock-yard.
Moreover, he was extremely wealthy, luxurious in his manner of living, and so well versed in three or four different languages, that he could with ease enter into an agreeable and useful conversation in either of them. The house of Mr. Van de Werve had still other attractions to noble foreigners.
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