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Harley, observing that Violante was now speaking to Helen about Leonard, and that neither was listening to him, resumed in the same low tone, "And his mother Nora's sister shrank from seeing me! That is the reason why I wished you not to call. She has not told the young man why she shrank from seeing me; nor have I explained it to him as yet. Perhaps I never shall."

If at times Violante may appear to have ventured beyond the limit of strict maiden bashfulness, much may be ascribed to her habitual candour, her solitary rearing, and remoteness from the world, the very innocence of her soul, and the warmth of heart which Italy gives its daughters.

After all, the marchesa is not by nature a bad woman, that is, not worse than women generally are, so Harley says, and Violante forgives and excuses her." "Generous Violante! But it is true. So much did the marchesa appear to me possessed of fine, though ill-regulated qualities, that I always considered her disposed to aid in frustrating her brother's criminal designs.

Messer Amerigo, who by this believed his daughter and grandson to be dead, was the woefullest man in the world for that which he had done, seeing that all might very well have been set right, so but Violante were yet alive. Nevertheless, he despatched a runner whereas his daughter was, to the intent that, in case his commandment had not been done, it should not be carried into effect.

A hand is on the door, he does not hear it; a form passes the threshold,-he does not see it; a light step pauses, a soft eye gazes. Deaf and blind still to both. Violante came on, gathering courage, and stood at the hearth by his side. "LORD L'ESTRANGE, noble friend!" "You! and here Violante? Is it I whom you seek? For what? Good heavens! what has happened? Why are you so pale; why tremble?"

In this solitude, Violante and Marcello were finally surprised under circumstances which made their guilt certain, and final confession was obtained from Marcello after he had been arrested and subjected to torture. Thereupon the duke sought him out in his prison, and stabbed him and threw his body into the prison sewer.

Their eyes met. Violante recoiled. "I cannot marry you," said she, passionately. "Indeed?" answered Randal, dryly. "Is it because you cannot love me?" "Yes." "I did not expect that you would as yet, and I still persist in my suit. I have promised to your father that I would not recede before your first unconsidered refusal." "I will go to my father at once."

Riccabocca, who is beckoning to me, and no doubt very much surprised to see me here, while I finish what I was saying to Violante when we were interrupted." Helen left them, and Violante led the parson round through the shrubbery, towards the side door in another wing of the house. "What have you to say to me?" asked Mr. Dale, surprised that she remained silent. "You will see Lord L'Estrange.

His grand heart will have room once more. Oh, this is noble enmity, true revenge! I understand it, signor, and so will my father, for such would have been his revenge on you. You have seen him?" PESCHIERA. "No, not yet. I would not see him till I had seen yourself; for you, in truth, are the arbiter of his destinies, as of mine." VIOLANTE. "I, Count? I arbiter of my father's destinies?

Meanwhile the carriage had entered London; it passed the quarter in which Madame di Negra's house was situated; it rolled fast over a bridge; it whirled through a broad thoroughfare, then through defiles of lanes, with tall blank dreary houses on either side. On it went, and on, till Violante suddenly took alarm.

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