Family -- Fiction; Italy -- Social life and customs -- Fiction; Religion -- Fiction
"I know you did not," laughed the old man. "You gave Gigi Secchi some
money, and then fled precipitately."
"Indeed I was afraid you would suddenly come upon me, and I ran away,"
answered Corona, laughing in her turn, as the dark blood rose to her
olive cheeks.
"As my amiable ancestors did in the same place when anybody passed with a
full purse," suggested Saracinesca. "But we have improved a little since
then. We would have asked you to breakfast. Will you come?"
"I do not like to go alone; I cannot, you see. Sister Gabrielle could
never ride up that hill on a mule."
"There is a road for carriages," said the Prince. "I will propose
something in the way of a compromise. I will bring Giovanni down with me
and our team of mountain horses. Those great beasts of yours cannot do
this kind of work. We will take you and Sister Gabrielle up almost as
fast as you could go by the bridle-path." "And back on the same day?"
asked Corona.
"No; on the next day."
"But I do not see where the compromise is," she replied. "Sister
Gabrielle is at once the compromise and the cause that you will not be
compromised. I beg her pardon--"
Both ladies laughed.
"I will be very glad to go," said the Sister. "I do not see that there is
anything extraordinary in the Prince's proposal."
"My Sister," returned Saracinesca, "you are on the way to saintship; you
already enjoy the beatific vision; you see with a heavenly perspicuity."
"It is a charming proposition," said Corona; "but in that case you will
have to come down the day before." She was a little embarrassed.
"We will not invade the cloister," answered the Prince. "Giovanni and I
will spend the night in concocting pretty speeches, and will appear armed
with them at dawn before your gates."
"There is room in Astrardente," replied Corona. "You shall not lack
hospitality for a night. When will you come?"
"To-morrow evening, if you please. A good thing should be done quickly,
in order not to delay doing it again."
"Do you think I would go again?"
Saracinesca fixed his black eyes on Corona's, and gazed at her some
seconds before he answered.
"Madam," he said at last, very gravely, "I trust you will come again and
stay longer."
"You are very good," returned Corona, quietly. "At all events, I will go
this first time."
"We will endeavour to show our gratitude by making you comfortable,"
answered the Prince, resuming his former tone. "You shall have a mass in
the morning and a litany in the evening. We are godless fellows up
there, but we have a priest."
"You seem to associate our comfort entirely with religious services,"
laughed Corona. "But you are very considerate."
"I see the most charming evidence of devotion at your side," he replied;
"Sister Gabrielle is both the evidence of your piety and is in herself
an exposition of the benefits of religion. There shall be other
attractions, however, besides masses and litanies."
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