Volume IV Part 17 (2/2)
I had not even had a good look at her face I was so afraid of Rosalie (whoht
What I had feared happened When I took Veronique's hand, and said, ”Si, bella Lindana, debbe adorarvi!” everybody clapped, because I gave the words their proper expression; but glancing at Rosalie I saw a shadow on her face, and I was angry at not having controlledamazed at the way Veronique played the part When I told her that I adored her she blushed up to her eyes; she could not have played the love-sick girl better
We fixed a day for the dress-rehearsal at the theatre, and the coht a week in advance to excite public curiosity
The bills ran:
”We shall give Voltaire's Ecossaise, translated by an anonyive the reader any idea of the trouble I had to quiet Rosalie
She refused to be coentle reproaches
”You love Veronique,” said she, ”and you only translated that piece to have an opportunity of declaring your love”
I succeeded in convincing her that she wronged me, and at last after I had lavished caresses on her she suffered herself to be caled pardon for her jealousy, and to cure it insisted onconstantly to Veronique Her heroisot up before me and sent me my coffee by Veronique, as as astonished as I was
At heart Rosalie was a great creature, capable of noble resolves, but like all woave ns of jealousy, and treated her ent and well-irl, and if ned there
The first night of the play I took Rosalie to a box, and she would have Veronique with her M de Grimaldi did not leave her for a e theatre was full of the best people in Genoa The actors surpassed theh they had no prohts and was perfor perhaps that I would ive my lady a superb pelisse of lynx-fur, which pleased her i to spare ht I contrived to vex her I should never have forgiven myself if Providence had not ordained that I should be the cause of her final happiness
”I have reason to suspect,” she said one day, ”that I a you a dear pledge of my love”
”If it comes at such a time it will be mine, and I assure you I shall love it dearly”
”And if it comes two or three weeks sooner you will not be sure that you are the parent?”
”Not quite sure; but I shall love it just as well, and look upon it as my child as well as yours”
”I am sure you must be the father It is impossible the child can be Petri's, who only knew me once, and then very imperfectly, whilst you and I have lived in tender love for so long a time”
She wept hot tears
”Calht; it cannot be Petri's child You know I love you, and I cannot doubt that you are with child by ive me a baby as pretty as yourself, it will be mine indeed Calm yourself”
”How can I be calm when you can have such a suspicion?”
We said no more about it; but in spite ofcares which bear witness to love, she was often sad and thoughtful Howlet out ave ivenso, and I want you to avenge me”
I called the man, and said,--