Vittoria — Volume 5 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 76 pages of information about Vittoria — Volume 5.

Vittoria — Volume 5 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 76 pages of information about Vittoria — Volume 5.

Gracefully withdrawing the cigar from his mouth, and touching his breast with turned-in fingers, he accosted her with a comical operatic effort at her high notes

‘Italia!’

She gathered her arms on her bosom and looked swiftly round:  then at the apparition of her enemy.

It is but an ironical form of respect that you offer to the prey you have been hotly chasing and have caught.  Weisspriess conceived that he had good reasons for addressing her in the tone best suited to his character:  he spoke with a ridiculous mincing suavity: 

’My pretty sweet! are you not tired?  We have not seen one another for days!  Can you have forgotten the enthusiastic Herr Johannes?  You have been in pleasant company, no doubt; but I have been all—­all alone.  Think of that!  What an exceedingly fortunate chance this is!  I was smoking dolefully, and imagining anything but such a rapture.—­No, no, mademoiselle, be mannerly.’  The captain blocked her passage.  ’You must not leave me while I am speaking.  A good governess would have taught you that in the nursery.  I am afraid you had an inattentive governess, who did not impress upon you the duty of recognizing friends when you meet them!  Ha! you were educated in England, I have heard.  Shake hands.  It is our custom—­I think a better one—­to kiss on the right cheek and the left, but we will shake hands.’

‘In God’s name, sir, let me go on,’ Vittoria could just gather voice to utter.

‘But,’ cried the delighted captain, ’you address me in the tones of a basso profundo!  It is absurd.  Do you suppose that I am to be deceived by your artifice?—­rogue that you are!  Don’t I know you are a woman? a sweet, an ecstatic, a darling little woman!’

He laughed.  She shivered to hear the solitary echoes.  There was sunlight on the farthest Adige walls, but damp shade already filled the East-facing hollows.

‘I beg you very earnestly, to let me go on,’ said Vittoria.

‘With equal earnestness, I beg you to let me accompany you,’ he replied.  ’I mean no offence, mademoiselle; but I have sworn that I and no one but I shall conduct you to the Castle of Sonnenberg, where you will meet the Lenkenstein ladies, with whom I have the honour to be acquainted.  You see, you have nothing to fear if you play no foolish pranks, like a kicking filly in the pasture.’

‘If it is your pleasure,’ she said gravely; but he obtruded the bow of an arm.  She drew back.  Her first blank despair at sight of the trap she had fallen into, was clearing before her natural high courage.

’My little lady! my precious prima donna! do you refuse the most trifling aid from me?  It’s because I’m a German.’

‘There are many noble gentlemen who are Germans,’ said Vittoria.

’It ’s because I’m a German; I know it is.  But, don’t you see, Germany invades Italy, and keeps hold of her?  Providence decrees it so—­ask the priests!  You are a delicious Italian damsel, and you will take the arm of a German.’

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