Sandra Belloni -- Volume 1

en, where he expected to find her, and to be the first to pet and console her. Threading the scented shrubs, he came upon a turn in one of the alleys, from which point he had a

uel," he he

is bad; abominable, I tell it you, ju

id not think

r. Pericles

ke a man of honour. As it was, he continued to listen. The tears of his poor little f

ers," she resumed. "You praised

can sing to z' moon,"

she must sing in a hou

you sing through a cold

not a voice. I

firmness, replied: "You

Mr. Pericl

ho do not understand music? It is n

rgan," Mr. Per

m pleased when I sing,"

But, look. You are a voice uncultivated, sauvage. You go wrong: I hear you: and dese claps of zese n

rible reproduction of Emilia's failure.

to do?" she

es answered. "You liv

I tell

, you must

going there; I

to z' moon through z' n

d me to stay with them.

eave the

ia s

quoth Mr.

ey lasts, I shall s

much

accurately summed up the condition of her tr

, and you go to y

es

old B

fath

hether he should have remained so long. But, as he argued, if he was convinced that the rascally Greek fellow meant mischief to her, was he not bound to employ every stratagem to be her safeguard? The influence of Mr. Pericles already exercised over her was immense and my

avel, and young men in couples, preparing to light the ensign of happy release from the l

re-engaged her.'-'Oh, but you, dear, will do us the favour to come, too?' 'I fear, dear, our immediate engagements will preclude the possibility.'-'Surely, dear Miss Pole, we ma

ly' 's capital! What absurd creatures women are!

elbow. She repeated

women are wond

d their remarks, with a se

d to her carriage, had pronounced aloud

ou would perceive that she's meant for more than to make a machine of her throat. What a throat it is! She has the most comical notion

we shall not do that, i

r

ed to our sex, signifies 'Frenchwoman' with him. He does not allow us to be

rn the art?" Adela inquired, pleased wi

your accomplished prof

professor: she's but a

t Richford? Merthyr Powys is coming this week. And that reminds me: he would be the man to appreciate your 'born artist.' Bring her to me. We will h

familiar dialogue to attend the great lady to the door, here came in

achieved their introduction to Lady Gosstre. And now they were to dine with her. They did not say that this was through Emilia. In fact, they felt a little that they had this evening been a sort of background to their prodigy: which was not in the design. Having observed, "She sang deliciously," they dismissed her, and referred to dresses, gaucheries of members of the company, pretensions here and there, Lady Gosstre's walk, the way to shuffle men and women, how to start themes for them to converse upon, and so forth. Not Juno and her Court surveying our mortal requirements in divine independence of fatigue, could have been more considerate for the shortcomings of humanity. And while they were legislating this and that for others, they still accepted hints for their own improvement, as those who have Perfection in view may do. Lady Gosstre's carriage of her shoulders, and general manner, were admitted to be worthy of study. "And did you notice when Laura Tinley interrupted her conversation with Tracy Runningbrook, how quietly she replied to the fact and nothing else, so that Laura had

from Wilfrid. She expressed no gratitude for kindnesses or wonder at the change in her fortune, save that pleasure sa

istian name," was her first remark, a

. "May it not have

early tho

om do you

me? Mr. Pericl

strings immediat

ed with the tone, c

l guess wh

had reason to thin

ned to Brookfield after a short absence. Showing the h

was his gallant rejoin

in eve

ll she sai

f affairs was so open that none could have supposed the gallant cornet entangled in a maze of sentiment. For, veritably, this girl was the last sort of girl to please his fancy; and he saw not a little of fair ladies: by virtue of his heroic antecedents, he was himself well seen of them. The gallant cornet adored delicacy and a gilded refinement. The female flower could not be too exquisitely cultivated to satisfy him. And here he was, running after a little unformed girl, who had no care to conceal the fact that she was an animal, nor any notion of the necessity for doing so! He had good reason to laugh when his sisters talked o

she herself was unimpressionable. "Cold by nature," he said; looking at the unkindled fire. She shook hands like a boy. If her fingers were touched and retained, they continued to be fingers for as long as you pleased. Murmurs and whispers passed by her like t

. "He told me to keep it secret. I have no secrets fr

t rather let

are you as rich? I cost a great deal of money even for eating alone. But you will be glad

What things he

hunger for all the days of her life. He caught her hand and, drawing her to a garde

thing you want to

r to begin fro

about myself

have your permi

talian cigars to give you. My fathe

template his havann

the invading smoke. She looked at the scene fronting her under a blue sky with slow flocks

dow dipped to a ridge of gorse bordered by