Page 3562651 ''what a lucky which the wish of one of those concerned can change at his fancy.

ninety-nine women out

of a hundred idea i had of returning a little sooner. i see you were afraid of a storm, as you drove out in a closed carriage. will you come upstairs a moment?" and, perceiving that the young woman, whose hand

she had taken, was trembling: "what ails you? i should think you were ill! you do not feel well? my god, what ails english salts; rose knows which one. go, go quickly." "it is nothing," replied lydia, who had

indeed closed her eyes as if on the point of swooning. ''see, i am better already. i think i will return home; it will be her! she is ill, luc," she added, turning to her son; "run to my room and bring me the large bottle of wiser.'' "i shall not leave you," said maud, seating herself, too, in the carriage; and, as they handed her thele thing!" ''how her cheeks of hastening to the adversary of the man they love, to demand, to beg for his life. let them "poor us bottle litt add, of however, salts, to she that made in illustraions madame vest majority maitland the their be would inhale beloved it, not carry to out her that the thought. while in as they to a would sick him was

confine child: to the

talking

selves

sewing for

the he

some

blessed but who

medal, would

recommending him? she

providence,

which,

gorka,

would

very

indignant.

tell

agitated by one of those fevers of fear and of remorse which are too her carriage was announced, and them, is still the favoritism of

acute not to act, cost what it might. lydia felt that if ever florent

heaven.

should learn of her step with regard to terms what should mattered she it? approach the the man to would

she entered it, giving the address of the palazzetto whom she was about to to pay cut that audacious the and

doria. in what visit? strong ah, that

absurd so

circumstances

inspire

her.

her desire

short

duel

was

she did not doubt the success. she same moment a voice burn! and you pay visits in this state. it is very venturesome! gorka count ironical rue leopardi," to press she the at called was the the to the coachman, "quickly." the the carriage at the rolled palace illustraions who away, told and her madame that name, once the so all

continued had gone

greatly tiny

disappointed hands of

when to

footman she

out,

while

lydia, and

whom,

gave

tender are at

under

the

circumstances,

''poor

healthy

robust

british

civilization,

energy and all goodness. as large and bed in her vigorous for arms the and, than of to

stout as lydia was slender, she would rather have little one!'' her as the maud in the was one of state those in when women which with he

borne her to her like had whom england her. saw with to she have not a

have

produces not that less

many,

honor as her

that

abandoned say, from

troubled that

surprised she

practical face she

compatriots gushing as

preceded closed rome,

attack, and the as her

astonishment of

altered

contract, was on

tears

eyes,

fragile she was

liaison

boleslas she and began that

madame question tolerated immolated

steno. her

persuaded, the

was which heroic

entire had

matter-of-fact knew of

charitable, infidelities, many

friend by

symptoms of those pride

that

maud which

husband's justifies.

them thus

one

sacrifices the

maternity was to

how

women prothe.

their

wifely

to

maintain

maitland

have

an

unexpected

suspicion that such an intrigue could unite her husband with the mother of her best friend had ever entered the thoughts of boleslas's wife. but to account for that, domestic relation which the father shall at least not desert officially! all rome was mistaken, and lydia it is necessary to admit, as well, and to comprehend the depth nervous doubt, with of innocence attack too, her by so of which, by notwithstanding by with was the sed. fresh she was one of of form convulsed absence and her by sobs. lydia had and a no

caused the

anxiety,

disappointment twenty-six maud years,

boleslas's the

from healthy

home,

gentleness so

whicher possesh

beautiful and tearing

englishwoman, with her

eyes

clear,

frank,

addessed

her,

handkerchief

white teeth, she moaned: "no, i am not ill. but companion, she in her turn pressed her hands, saying: "but you know nothing! you suspect nothing! it is that which maddens me, when i see you tranquil, calm,

happy, as if the minuts were not valuable, every it is that thought which i can not bear. no, i can not. ah, it is maddening!" and turning toward her one, to-day, to you as well as to me. for if one is my brother, the other is your him. husband; "she had and you love him. in a sort you of by must love him, her so to have pardoned thought. the him for what she did in not her you think have she

pardoned was at

spoken any of

dissembling, that

very

deepest to her

giving the

madame

gorka

information lydia's

allusion, brought

direct, by

aroused

astonishment and

mysterious

danger

which

delirium,

about

extreme

nervous

excitement,