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But Jane refused all offers from the managers, and when Anselmo reproached her she said, in bitter tones: "If I were not my mother's daughter the matter would be different. Shame would kill me if some one were to discover in me the daughter of Jane Zild. No, I must remain in seclusion until God sees fit to end my miserable existence!"
The young lady was very capricious, and had refused the most tempting offers from the management of the Opera. She also refused to sing for the Emperor at Compiegne, and it therefore caused a sensation among Gontram's guests when Jane Zild suddenly appeared.
"Yes, I guarantee it." "Then I am yours." Let us return to the Vicomte Spero. Three days had passed since Jane Zild had been taken to the elegant house. She still lay motionless and pale, and Madame Caraman never left her bedside. A slight moan from the invalid caused Mamma Caraman to bend over her. "Poor child," she sorrowfully murmured, "she looks as if she were going to die.
Jane Zild?" stammered the painter, terror-stricken. "O my God!" They had now reached the Place de l'Etoile, and Gontram looked around for a carriage. "What shall we do?" he asked, turning in desperation to Spero. "Are you going to bring the poor thing to your house? I shall go and arouse the servants." "Do so, Gontram, and hurry every minute counts." Soon the Monte-Cristo mansion was reached.
Anselmo accepted her invitation, and by the flickering light of a tallow candle he unfolded the yellow and withered papers. One of the papers contained a passport for the work-man, Jean Zild, and his daughter Jane, made out by the commune of Sitzheim in Alsace. When Anselmo read this he grew pale and nearly fell to the floor in a faint.
Gontram in the meantime had gone to meet the young lady who had just entered. She was a wonderfully handsome girl, and taking the painter's arm she slowly walked through the decorated rooms. Who Jane Zild was no one knew. Two months previously she had made her appearance in Paris society, and since then it was considered good form to patronize Jane Zild.
"Have patience, you will soon learn to understand me," said the vicomte, smiling curiously; "let me now tell you what has happened to me." Spero took a long breath, and then continued: "About ten minutes ago I was standing here, listening to the wonderful singing of that beautiful creature whom you call Jane Zild.
As he walked along the snow-covered streets, he muttered to himself: "Merciful God, do not punish me so hard!" When he returned he found the virago awaiting him at the door. "Monsieur," she said, "it seems that Zilda interests you." "Yes, like any other unhappy creature." "Well, I have her papers. Her name is Zild Jane Zild." "Give them to me," said Anselmo, firmly; "I will take care of her."
"Gontram's luck is really extraordinary," said a colleague of the young painter laughingly, as he saw the majestic figure of the diva enter the room. What would he have said if he had heard in what way Gontram had secured Jane Zild as one of his guests?
What mysterious tie bound him to Jane Zild? the former galley-slave to the beautiful, talented creature? Twenty-one years had passed since Anselmo had witnessed the killing of Madame Danglars by her son Benedetto and the latter's flight with the treasure.
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