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Updated: June 23, 2025
She was herself a stately and handsome woman. "The child is famished," said Adone, seeing his mother's displeasure. "She shall eat then, but let her eat outside," said Clelia Alba, and went back into the kitchen. Nerina waited by the threshold, timid and mute and humble, like a lost dog; her eyes alone expressed overwhelming emotions: fear and hope and one ungovernable appetite, hunger.
It has lasted long, I fear." Nerina only understood that she was to be fed; that was enough for her.
"You are a simpleton indeed, or you are shamming," thought Adone's mother; but aloud she only said, "It is not in our usage." "But you will not die," said Nerina anxiously. "Why should you think of dying, madonna? You are certainly old, but you are not so very, very old." Clelia smiled. "You do not flatter, child. So much the better. Run away and drive in those fowls.
She kept her lips shut because she would have thought it unworthy to discourage him, and she could not believe in his success, try how she might to compel her faith to await miracles. Little Nerina alone gave him that unquestioning, blind belief which is so dear to the soul of man.
A son was born, but Eubulus substituted his own daughter, whom he feigned dead, and carried away the king's son with a necklace round his neck, intending to commit him to the care of some shepherds, but being surprised by robbers fled leaving the child to its fate. Returning now to the shepherds, the play shows us Daphnis and Alcon seeking the tomb of Nerina with a restorative.
Nerina, who had been washing linen in the Edera, approached through the olives; she hesitated a few minutes, then put the linen down off her head on to the grass, gathered some plumes of featherfew and ferns, and brushed the flies off the necks of the oxen.
"Ask her the way, then." The soldier obeyed. "What is the way to the Three Pines? to the tomb of Asdrubal?" "The way is long," said Nerina. "Do you know it?" "I know it." "Have you heard tell of it?" "Yes." "That men meet at night there?" "Yes." "Meet this night there?" "Yes." "You know where the tomb of Asdrubal is?" "Have I not told you?"
Herself, she would have preferred that there should be no flower in the grasses, for before the cow was fed the flowers had to be picked out of the cut grass, and had served no good end that she could perceive, for she knew of no bees except the wild ones, whose honey no one ever tasted, hidden from sight in hollow trees as it was. Nerina slept on in peace and without dreams.
"Are you not tired of watching the endless cruelties and insanities on earth?" The people of Ruscino went early to their beds; the light of the oil-wicks of the Presbytery was always the only light in the village half an hour after dark. Nerina went uncomplainingly to hers in the dark stone house within the walls where she had been told that it was her lot to dwell.
The soldier translated to Nerina: "He will give you two gold pieces if you guide us aright; and you need have no fear; we are honest men and the king's servants." "I will guide the king's servants." "You are sure of the way?" "Is the homing pigeon sure of his?" "Let us be off," said the sergeant. "A bullet for her if she fail."
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