Harper's New Monthly Magazine Vol. IV, No. 19, Dec 1851Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine Vol. IV, No. 19, Dec 1851
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But this would have been out of character. Instead thereof he began to
feel a new interest in life, and to look back with some contempt on the
two previous phases of his travels. With youthful romance and French
confidence he resolved to follow up this adventure, never doubting for a
moment of the possibility of ultimate success, nor of the excellence of
the object of his hopes. What means to adopt did not, it is true,
immediately suggest themselves; and he remained sitting for more than an
hour gazing at the great silent house opposite, until the unpleasant
consciousness that he had not breakfasted forced him to beat a retreat.
We have not space to develop--luckily it is not necessary--all the wild
imaginings that fluttered through the brain of our susceptible traveler
on his return to his lodgings, and especially after a nourishing
breakfast had imparted to him new strength and vivacity. Under their
influence he repaired again to his post on the old wooden bench under
the platane-tree, and even had the perseverance to make a third visit in
the evening; for--probably, because he expected the adventure to draw
out to a considerable length--he did not imitate the foolish fantasy of
some lovers, and deprive himself of his regular meals. He saw nothing
that day; but next morning he had the inexpressible satisfaction of
again beholding the two ladies approach, followed by their
respectable-looking servant. They passed without casting a glance toward
him; but their attendant this time not only turned round, but stopped,
and gazed at him in a manner he would have thought impertinent on
another occasion. For the moment, however, this was precisely what he
wanted, and without thinking much of the consequences that might ensue,
he hastily made a sign requesting an interview. The man only stared the
more, and then turning on his heel, gravely followed the two ladies, who
had just arrived at the gateway of their house.
"I do not know what to make of that rascally valet," thought Ernest. "He
seems at once respectable and hypocritical. Probably my appearance does
not strike him as representing sufficient wealth, otherwise the hopes of
a fair bribe would have induced him at any rate to come out and ask me
what I meant."
He was, of course, once more at his post in the afternoon; and this time
he had the satisfaction of seeing the door open, and the elderly
serving-man saunter slowly out, as if disposed to enjoy the air. First
he stopped on the steps, cracking pistachio-nuts, and jerking the shells
into the road with his thumb; then took two or three steps gently toward
the other end of the street; and at last, just as Ernest was about to
follow him, veered round and began to stroll quietly across the road,
still cracking his nuts, in the direction of the old wooden bench.
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