Part 37 (2/2)
”I will be briefness itself. In the first place, you must know that I have--or rather had--an idle, unscrupulous rascal of an apprentice in my business.”
The priest pursed up his mouth contemptuously.
”In the second place, this same good-for-nothing fellow had the impertinence to fall in love with Nanina.”
Father Rocco started, and listened eagerly.
”But I must do the girl the justice to say that she never gave him the slightest encouragement; and that, whenever he ventured to speak to her, she always quietly but very decidedly repelled him.”
”A good girl!” said Father Rocco. ”I always said she was a good girl. It was a mistake on my part ever to have distrusted her.”
”Among the other offenses,” continued the little man, ”of which I now find my scoundrel of an apprentice to have been guilty, was the enormity of picking the lock of my desk, and prying into my private papers.”
”You ought not to have had any. Private papers should always be burned papers.”
”They shall be for the future; I will take good care of that.”
”Were any of my letters to you about Nanina among these private papers?”
”Unfortunately they were. Pray, pray excuse my want of caution this time. It shall never happen again.”
”Go on. Such imprudence as yours can never be excused; it can only be provided against for the future. I suppose the apprentice showed my letters to the girl?”
”I infer as much; though why he should do so--”
”Simpleton! Did you not say that he was in love with her (as you term it), and that he got no encouragement?”
”Yes; I said that--and I know it to be true.”
”Well! Was it not his interest, being unable to make any impression on the girl's fancy, to establish some claim to her grat.i.tude; and try if he could not win her that way? By showing her my letters, he would make her indebted to him for knowing that she was watched in your house. But this is not the matter in question now. You say you infer that she had seen my letters. On what grounds?”
”On the strength of this bit of paper,” answered the little man, ruefully producing a note from his pocket. ”She must have had your letters shown to her soon after putting her own letter into the post.
For, on the evening of the same day, when I went up into her room, I found that she and her sister and the disagreeable dog had all gone, and observed this note laid on the table.”
Father Rocco took the note, and read these lines:
”I have just discovered that I have been watched and suspected ever since my stay under your roof. It is impossible that I can remain another night in the house of a spy. I go with my sister. We owe you nothing, and we are free to live honestly where we please. If you see Father Rocco, tell him that I can forgive his distrust of me, but that I can never forget it. I, who had full faith in him, had a right to expect that he should have full faith in me. It was always an encouragement to me to think of him as a father and a friend. I have lost that encouragement forever--and it was the last I had left to me!
”NANINA.”
The priest rose from his seat as he handed the note back, and the visitor immediately followed his example.
”We must remedy this misfortune as we best may,” he said, with a sigh.
”Are you ready to go back to Florence to-morrow?”
The little man bowed again.
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