Vittoria — Volume 5 by George Meredith
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blinking his eyes. She thought, "Oh, heaven! can he be waiting for me
to coax him?" It was the truth, though it would have been strange to him to have heard it. She grew sure that it was the truth; never had she despised living creature so utterly as when she murmured, "My best friend! my brother! my noble Wilfrid! my old beloved! help me now, without loss of a minute." It caused his breath to come and go unevenly. "Repeat that--once, only once," he said. She looked at him with the sorrowful earnestness which, as its meaning was shut from him, was so sweet. "You will repeat it by-and-by?--another time? Trust me to do my utmost. Old beloved! What is the meaning of 'old beloved'? One word in explanation. If it means anything, I would die for you! Emilia, do you hear?--die for you! To me you are nothing old or by-gone, whatever I may be to you. To me--yes, I will order the carriage you are the Emilia-- listen! listen! Ah! you have shut your ears against me. I am bound in all seeming, but I--you drive me mad; you know your power. Speak one word, that I may feel--that I may be convinced . . , or not a single word; I will obey you without. I have said that you command my life." In a block of carriages on the bridge, Vittoria perceived a lifted hand. It was Laura's; Beppo was in attendance on her. Laura drove up and said: "You guessed right; where is he?" The communications between them were more indicated than spoken. Beppo had heard Jacopo confess to his having conducted a wounded Italian gentleman into Meran. "That means that the houses will be searched within an hour," said Laura; "my brother-in-law |
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