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They were striking off to a dairy- but for fresh milk, when out of a crevice of rock overhung by shrubs a man's voice called, and Merthyr climbing up from perch to perch, saw Marco Sana lying at half length, shot through hand and leg.
He, Georgey, unkind that you are! he does not distrust me; but always advises and helps me: Merthyr waits for me. I cannot be instantly ready for every meaning in the world. What I want to do, is to see Wilfrid: if not, I will write to him. I will tell him that I intend to break my promise." A light of unaffected pride shone from the girl's face, as she threw down this gauntlet to sentimentalism.
"Does that miserable test ?" Georgiana was asking. "Pardon, pardon," said Emilia penitently; "I know that is almost nothing, now. I am not a child. I spoke from a sudden feeling. For if he loves me, how ! Oh, Merthyr! what a little creature I seem. I cannot understand it. I lose a brother. And he was such a certainty to me. What did he love what did he love, that night he found me on the pier?
Merthyr said, as he read this, "I could wish no better." His feeling for Emilia waxed toward a self-avowal as she advanced to womanhood; and the last stage of it had struck among trembling strings in the inmost chambers of his heart. That last stage of it her passionate claiming of Wilfrid before two women, one her rival slept like a covered furnace within him.
"But, have you forgotten the serviceable brigade you have in your organ- boys, Marini? If Emilia sees one, be sure she will speak to him." "Have I not said she is a General?" Marini pointed at Georgiana with a gleam of his dark eyes, and Merthyr squeezed his sister's hand, thanking her; by which he gave her one whole night of remorse, because she had not spoken earlier. "My voice!
Perhaps some day you will do me the favour to sing to me, when there is no chance of interruption. At present it is cruel to detain you." Vittoria said simply: "I thank you, Countess Anna." She was led out by Count Karl to where Merthyr awaited her.
Now that you're a man, my dear Merthyr, it seems almost inexcuseable for a sensible Englishman!" Lady Charlotte laughed, giving him her hand at the same time. "Don't you know I swore an oath?" Merthyr caught up her tone. "Yes, but you never succeed. I complain that you never succeed. Of what use on earth are all your efforts if you never succeed?" Emilia's voice burst out:
She wept when Merthyr had passed the danger, as she had wept when the hours went by, with shrouded visages; and though she felt the difference m the springs of her tears, she thought them but a simple form of weakness showing shade and light.
"Almost all men are of flesh and blood," said Merthyr softly. "I spoke of girls." "I speak of men." "Blunt witted that I am! Of course you did. But do not imagine that she is not happy with her husband. They are united firmly." "The better for her, and him, and me," said Merthyr. Laura twisted an end of her scarf with fretful fingers. "Carlo Albert has crossed the Ticino?"
She wished to cure Emilia of her love for Mr. Wilfrid Pole. Emilia had come down to see him. Charlotte put her in an adjoining room to hear him say what I presume they do say when the fit is on them! Was it not singular folly?" It was a folly that Merthyr could not understand in his friend Charlotte. He said so, and then he gave a kindly sad exclamation of Emilia's name.
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