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Updated: June 15, 2025
I did not hope to see you; but I knew that the Princess Corleone was your best friend, as I am Gianluca's. I thought I would speak to her. Since, by a miracle, we have met, I have spoken directly to you. Do you forgive me? I hope so, though I daresay that no mere acquaintance has ever talked as I am talking.
He knew enough of women to understand that if she ever knew how, by an accident, she had held his hand instead of Gianluca's at the moment when she was giving her very soul to save the dying man, she might never forgive him. She might even turn and hate him. She would never believe that he himself had not known what he was doing. If it were possible, he would not incur such risk.
Then there was a quick flash, a disengagement, a feint, a lunge that was like a man's, and as her long left arm shot out like lightning, her foil bent nearly double, with the button full on his breast. She stepped back, and he heard her short laugh again, followed by Gianluca's, and he laughed, too, somewhat disconcerted. "I took you by surprise," she said.
His dark eyes darkened, and in them were the terrible tears that strong men shed once in life, and sometimes once again, but very seldom more. Gianluca's thin fingers folded upon the hand that held him. "You have been very true to me," he said. "She will be quite safe with you." For a long time they were both silent.
And, moreover, he knew that though it would seem wrong to Veronica to love Taquisara, and would be wrong, if she had intention, as it were, yet there could be no real sin in it, for she was not Gianluca's wife. Had she been truly married, Don Teodoro, gentle and old, would have found strength to force Taquisara to go away had anything more than the force of honour been needed in such a case.
"That is what I will do, and I will do it I have promised that, and nothing else." She had risen, and as she pronounced the last words, she left Gianluca's side and, with her eyes fixed before her, went straight to the door, pale and erect. She felt that she had given her life a second time.
At least, he was less transparently thin; but the difficulty he had in walking was more apparent than before. As Gianluca's spirits revived, and he began to take courage again and find new hope that Veronica might marry him after all, her position as a permanent guest in Bianca's house became a subject of especial displeasure to the Della Spina family.
People might certainly be found whom she could not class with the world she so frankly despised, and who would say that if Gianluca recovered she should marry him, after extending such an invitation to him and his people, and that, if she did not, she would deserve to be called a heartless flirt from their point of view. Gianluca's father and mother might say so.
He drew his spectacles down to the level of his eyes, and let the big book fall back upon the table. "Our friend is very ill," said Taquisara, gravely. "That is why I have come to disturb you." He told the priest what the doctor had said about Gianluca's condition.
You are strong and well, and it would not be much for you to make that short journey, considering Gianluca's condition. "I shall not tell him that I have written to you, and I leave to you to let him know of my writing, or not, as you think fit." Here followed the little final phrase and the signature.
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