Picciola : $b The prisoner of Fenestrella or, captivity captiveSaintine, X.-B. (Xavier-Boniface)
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Picciola : $b The prisoner of Fenestrella or, captivity captive
Saintine, X.-B. (Xavier-Boniface)
Prisoners -- Fiction
At the idea of her father grieving over the unwonted absence of his
child, tears rushed into the eyes of Teresa; and it was from a reverie
produced by these painful emotions that she was recalled to herself by
the cries of joy bursting from the surrounding multitude. An open space
had been formed just beside the spot where she was resting, around which
the crowd seemed circling; and the moment Teresa turned her head to
ascertain the cause of the tumult, her hands were seized, and in spite of
her resistance, her depression, her fatigue, she found herself compelled
to take part in a _farandola_, which went whirling along the road,
recruiting all the pretty girls and sprightly lads who could be involved
in the diversion.
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Vexatious as was the interruption, Teresa at length found means to
disengage herself from such unsatisfactory society; and having contrived
by a painful effort to push her way through the crowd, she at length
obtained a glimpse of the vast plain glittering with troops; and her eyes
having wandered for some minutes over the splendid army, paused upon
the little hillock occupied by the imperial court. At the sight of the
throne, the aim and end of her perilous journey, Teresa’s heart leaped
for joy; her courage returned, her strength seemed renewed. All her
preceding cares were forgotten. But how to attain the wished-for spot?
How to traverse those battalions of men and horses? There was madness in
the very project!
But that which at first sight presented an obstacle, soon appeared to
farther her intentions. The foremost ranks of the crowd pouring in
torrents from Alexandria, having deployed to the right and left, on
reaching the plain, were gradually gaining the banks of the Tanaro and
the Bormida; where, at one moment, they pushed on so impetuously as to
seem on the point of taking possession of the field of battle. A small
body of cavalry instantly galloped towards the spot, waving their naked
sabres, and by the plunging of their chargers causing the terrified
crowd to return to the limits assigned them. The intruders evacuated
the territory as rapidly as they had gained it, with the exception of a
single individual: that individual was Teresa Girardi!
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