The body lay exactly as it had been brought in by the labouring-men who
had found it in the Pineta. The beautiful face was perfectly calm, and
in the lineaments of it the difference that there is between death and
sleep was scarcely perceptible. The white dress was almost as unruffled
and as spotless as when she had put it on. It had been fastened about
midway between the neck and the waist by a diamond pin or brooch; but
this fastening was now undone, and the brooch was hanging loosely on one
side of the bosom of the dress. It was impossible to suppose that this
jewel should have been so left by anybody who had had the opportunity
and the desire of plunder. It might have been unfastened by the wearer
before she slept for the sake of more full enjoyment of the balmy
breezes of the pine-forest: and the result of this loosening of the
dress was that the light folds of it opened freely as far down as the
waist, so that the slightest drawing aside of them, such as even the
breeze might effect, was sufficient to leave bare the entire bosom.
On either shoulder and on the bosom lay the large heavy waves of the
rich auburn hair. In death, as she had been in life, she was still a
wonder of beauty; and the two men, the old lawyer and the Professor,
little as, from years, character, and habits of mind, their imaginations
were susceptible of being deeply touched by such a sight, stood for
awhile by the side of the table on which the body had been laid, and
gazed in sad silence on the sight before them.
"One might think she was still sleeping, poor creature," said the
lawyer, after a silence of a few minutes.
"Ay, almost. It is a wonderfully lovely face. Seems difficult to
believe, doesn't it, that any man--. Much less such a man as the
Marchese--should have stood over that figure, and so looking down on it,
have decided on destroying it?" said the Professor.
"Perhaps no man did so," said the lawyer.
"Case of death from natural causes, you mean? I am afraid not, I am
afraid not. Can't say for certain yet; but, judging from appearances, I
fear there is no likelihood that such was the case," rejoined the
Professor.
"I was not thinking of that," replied Fortini. "I meant that what a man
could hardly have had the heart to do might, perhaps, have been done by
a woman. Beauty is not, I fancy, always found to produce quite the same
sort of effect on another female as it is wont to produce on the other
sex."
"Might have been done by a woman? That seems hardly likely, I think,
caro mio. In the Pineta at that hour of the morning? Che! What woman is
likely to have been there?"
"Well, we happen to know that there was a woman very near the spot where
the crime was committed at the time that it was committed."
"You don't say so?" interrupted the anatomist. "Good heavens! This is
quite new to me, and, of course, most important. I am delighted to hear
what seems to cast so strong a doubt on the guilt of the Marchesino."
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