Vast crowds moved by us as we sat there, and I could perceive that
we were by no means unnoticed by the company. At last I perceived an
elderly lady, leaning on a young man's arm, whom I thought I recognized;
but she quickly averted her head and said something to her companion.
He turned and bowed coldly to me; and I perceived it was Morris,--or
Penrhyn, I suppose he calls himself now; and, indeed, his new dignity
would seem to have completely overcome him. Mrs. G. H. asked his name;
and when I told it, said she would permit me to present him to her,--a
liberty I had no intention to profit by.
The company was now thinning fast; and so, giving an arm to each of my
fair friends, we descended to the cloak-ing-room. "Call our carriage,
Doddy,--the Villino Amaldini! for Georgy and I go together," said Mrs.
G. I saw them to the door, helped them in, kissed their hands, promised
to call on them early on the morrow,--"Villa Amaldini,--Via
Amaldini,"--got the name by heart; another squeeze of the two fair
hands, and away they rolled, and I turned homeward in a frame of mind of
which I have not courage to attempt the description.
When I arrived at our lodgings, it was nigh three o'clock; Mary Anne and
Cary were both sitting up waiting for me. The police had made a descent
on the house in my absence, and carried away three hundred and seventy
copies of the blessed little tract, all our house bills, some of your
letters, and the girls' Italian exercises; a very formidable array
of correspondence, to which some equations in algebra, by James,
contributed the air of a cipher.
"Well, papa, what tidings?" cried both the girls, as I entered the
room. "When is she to be liberated? What says the Minister?--is he
outrageous?--was he civil?--did he show much energy?"
"Wait a bit, my dears," said I, "and let me collect myself. After all I
have gone through, my head is none of the clearest."
This was quite true, Tom, as you may readily believe. They both waited,
accordingly, with a most exemplary patience; and there we sat in
silence, confronting each other; and I own to you honestly, a criminal
in a dock never had a worse conscience than myself at that moment.
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